Flashback Friday

I had a bizarre dream last night. My neighbors handed me this adorable infant with a ton of dark brown hair and told me I had had another baby and given it the name of Jarad (that's how it was spelled in the dream) Fifty Bradshaw. I was a little upset I hadn't remembered having another child, but even more upset that my friends would allow me to give my child the middle name of "Fifty" while I apparently had amnesia. Seriously disturbing. So if I ever tell you I'm giving my baby a numbered middle name, in the preservation of our friendship, please stop me. Thanks ever so much.

But it did get me thinking about my babies. Man, they were cute. They had progressively less hair as they came out, though, so I know the dream of a baby with lots of brown hair isn't prophetic. . . . ENJOY!

#4

#3

#2

#1 (I realize this doesn't show her hair, but I was remembering that she was so small they had to put 2 newborn shirts on her to keep her warm in the hospital.)

#1 Again. Here's all her dark hair.