There is a certain relief in change, even though it be from bad to worse! As I have often found in traveling in a stagecoach, that it is often a comfort to shift one's position, and be bruised in a new place. ~Washington Irving

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Beautiful Boy

As a young girl, I used to imagine what my future children would look like. I knew one thing: I wanted a blonde-headed baby with big blue eyes and curls.

Well...looks like I got him ;)
Andrew gave him the curly test the other night. He washed his hair and combed it straight down. Immediately the curls popped defiantly back out.



I don't want to cut the curls off! I guess I will just keep letting it grow until someone calls him a she....
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