Friday, December 18, 2009
Ginger not Mary Ann
We have three red headed grandchildren. To be honest it is hard for me. My husband didnt like red heads, didnt want red heads, so of course we had three in a row. First one, really surprised, 2nd one, shocked, and third ready to laugh. Of course they are all beautiful, smart and creative. Of course i love them and of course their grandpa would have loved them too. My son has 1 red sprout on his head of brown hair and we joke he was gonna be a red head, but changed to brown for his dad. When i was in grammer school, it wasnt good to be a red head. Or to have freckles. Or to be too tall, thin, fat, or have a funny name. So i was worried.....all for nothing..... reds were very popular for quite a while. But then something happened...........and it caused me to worry once again! xx
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