Well THIS isn't genetic.

When I was young, I freaking HATED needles.  I gave my mother untold amounts of hell about having to take shots or have blood taken.  Christy, to this day, is ghost-pale when she comes out of the blood-drawing lab.  So we were both a bit surprised this morning when David had to have some blood taken at the doctor and his reaction was this:

Nothing.

I'm not sure he even realized that he had been stuck.  We were all stunned.  I've never seen a baby completely not react to having his skin punctured.  Very odd indeed.  Well, I guess I can at least claim that the oddness is genetic.