Really, I wasn't expecting to fall into a 'bad mood' or anything, but seeing picture after picture of Gordon being obnoxiously adorable as a baby and toddler, I was literally getting sick of his cuteness.
"I'm allergic to adorableness!"
Endless piles of pictures seemed to be of only him.
"Mom, did you take ANY pictures of me?"
"Well...yeah...but not as many."
"*sob*"
Not that I wasn't cute or anything, it's just Gordon had a bigger smile than I did. And he's the only kid with dark brown hair and kids with really dark hair or really bright hair just seem cuter to me. Alexander and I both have dirty-blonde hair, which is pretty "ehhh", but okay. We had only our faces to define our cuteness. ;)
Looking back at the pictures, I seemed hesitant and withdrawn, almost shy.
HA! This has changed.
I think all four of us kids can agree that Gordon was the cutest baby over-all, Sonja was the fattest with chipmunk cheeks, I was the one who screamed the most and Alexander had the biggest head.
For the record, I don't want to be remembered under my R.I.P as "The Screamer".
That's a ride in WaterCountry.
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