Last week we were eating turkey burgers around the dinner table when I couldn’t help but notice my son watching my husband’s every move. My husband put ketchup on his burger, so my son asked for ketchup. My husband put a tomato on top, and so did my son. He wanted to be exactly like Daddy. Then, when my husband served himself some salad, my son asked for some too (he’s never asked for salad in his life and has always turned his nose up at it).