My babies were no exception. Their features have been compared to every member of every family they are related to. But there are some absolute certainties: Cubby has my green eyes. And Charlie has my curls.
Okay, they're not exactly my curls, as mine are very dark and very curly. But since A. has never in his life had a hair that so much as waved, Charlie's blondish little curls can definitely be attributed to me.
It's indescribably cute. It is also impossible to take a picture of, since all his hair is on the back of his head and do you know how hard it is to take a picture of the back of a one-year-old's head? Especially a one-year-old that never sits still? Yeah.
And the curls don't even look all that curly in this photo, which is misleading. But what do you expect from a picture of the back of a baby's head?
Speaking of that curly-haired child, I brought him to the pediatrician for his one-year visit today. He got a lot of needles stuck in his defenseless thighs. He also got weighed and measured, coming in at 22 pounds and 32.5 inches. Which means he's still very long and quite lean.
Perfect, in other words. But we already knew that.
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Be sure to keep a lock of that hair.
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