I'm not who I thought I was

This past weekend, I was up north for graduation and my cousin's wedding. Cor and I went to breakfast at Gma and Gpa S (we got to pick sugar cereal from the drawer, just like old days). While sitting and chatting afterward, I learned that I have some German blood in me. Not a lot, but still, German? Weird. I always thought I was 100% Finn, and proud of it. I kind of feel like I should start learning German or something. Ha, just kidding. That pie chart we did in second grade on our ethnicity is now a lie...