I Think He is Mine!




Here are a few pictures of me and Jude. The mystery is resolved: His hair color came from me!
So I do not want to hear again: "Where did he get the red hair?"
(I swear someone will ask us that everyday!!!!) 

Although we look quite a bit alike, I can see Michael in him more each day.
Especially when he is asleep and him cheeks are relaxed! :)









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  1. Tami JacksonMarch 5, 2011 at 12:06 PM

    My parents were asked that question ALL the time also. My mom would say she thought it was the milkman! When she was pregnant with me my grandfather told her she was going to have a little red headed girl and she did! My dad and one of his brothers had a touch of red in their facial hair when they were younger.

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