Corsicana Daily Sun, Corsicana, Texas

October 12, 2012

In the Tree House: My traits in them

By Samantha Stroube Daviss
Corsicana Daily Sun

Corsicana — You know it’s funny, you go through life knowing what your personality is like, but when you actually see it on (or in) another human being, sometimes it can be a little frightening. Like my mom always says, the odd (some good, some not so good) personality traits that I may have picked up from her, “Are cute on her, but not so cute on me”.

Well, I’m starting to see some of my personality traits in my three boys, too. And it’s funny how they acquire some of their parents’ traits, both the good, the bad, and yes, the ugly. The whole argument of nature versus nurture — were they born with these traits or did they just pick them up from being around us on a constant daily basis? Well as they say, “The jury is still out on this one.”

But over the last few weeks, I have seen some pretty big-hearted revelations come out of both my 10-year old and my 2-year old. Our oldest is constantly asking how his grandmother is doing in the hospital, and writing her notes and letters for us to take to her. And I feel that he gets that from me, always making sure others are happy and in a good place.

But then there are those traits of procrastination in him that drive me crazy sometimes. I like to think it is a little 10-year old boy, and one day he will grow out of it. But then I sit and think about my youth, and even now sometimes in my adult life. I have learned that I work better under pressure; however, the procrastinator in me has subsided a bit, but I will admit I am not the most timely of people. But with three kids, and multiple jobs I am very organized, and getting better about my tardiness. So he has acquired a good trait and a bad trait from me. It’s just hard to admit their flaws, and your own for that matter.

And the 2-year old is as kind-hearted and funny as the day is long. This last week or so he has been waking up so happy, jumping up in bed and saying “I’m so happy Momma,” or “What’s up Momma,” so you know my day has got to start out great — how can it not? And he is constantly talking, giggling, and being the center of the room. And be it a good or bad trait, he acquired that one from me as well, which I in turn acquired from my maternal grandmother. She was always the life of the party.

Which going back to my oldest, this particular trait has landed him in hot water a few times at school, for disruption. But he defends himself by reminding me he comes from a long line of talkers — my Grandma Al, Nonna (my mother), and myself. So I couldn’t help but laugh at his justification to get out of trouble. Thought it was pretty witty myself, although he will never know that.

With that said, and talking being an extremely dominant trait in our family, the 2-year old has also picked up my incomparable lecturing ability. If my husband, our oldest, myself, or even the baby does something he doesn’t like or approve of, he says “Don’t do that, that’s a bad boy,” even to me, the only female in the house.

And then there is the baby, who will (although I think it is hilarious because he is so frustrated, it’s not a becoming trait or habit) just stand in the middle of the room and squeal as loud as he possibly can until he gets the attention he wants, or just gets the object he wants. So again, I try reflecting on myself hoping that I don’t do that as an adult, although, sometimes in my own way, I just might. But on the flip side of that, he has the biggest heart and absolutely loves to laugh, snuggle and give kisses.

So you see the old adage “Do as I say, not as I do,” can sometimes come in handy when you are hoping your children don’t necessarily need to pick up on every personality flaw you have acquired throughout life; either through living it or from your parents.

Your kids are a little bit of you, good or bad, but just enjoy them for who they are and try not to change them too much. They are wonderfully precious creatures from God, who He specifically molded and put in your life for various reasons.


Samantha Stroube-Daviss is a Daily Sun columnist. Her column appears on Sundays. She may be reached by e-mail at Read her blog at Want to “Soundoff” on this column? E-mail: