Allegedly this is my daughter Jessica Aldridge, sorry but I don’t see the resemblance. I’d like to tell you this is her morning face, or her not feeling good face, or OMG I’m so pissed off at you dad face, but the truth is that this is the “I’m so happy to see you again” – face. On occasion she just shows up at our door out of the blue looking to connect with the “Normal” half of her family, please don’t ask what the other side is like (I don’t want to speak poorly of Sparky and Piggy – I think these are euphemisms for “the other half,” but am not certain). She threatens us with promises to hang out for a while. Is it too late to ask for a paternity test?