Disowned.

Similar features, parallel mannerisms, and identical sense of humor.  What is this list you ask?  I will tell you.  These are all things Alex and I share that are now irrelevant.  I refuse to believe I bore a child that doesn't like broccoli and cheddar stuffed chicken breasts.  And I doubled down on that refusal when he turned up his nose at the cheese sauce I made to go with it.  I repeat, he wouldn't even taste a CHEESE SAUCE.  He is no child of mine.