Check out that fro and those chubby legs!

I love this picture.

It’s Galen and his God-Father, Uncle Rod, when Galen was one years old.

Look at that hair and those legs!

Hehe.

Galen and I were talking this morning about how we have no real frame of reference for our own babies, because we were so different from each other as babies, ourselves:

I was a natural birth, he was a breeched c-section.

He was born early, I was born late.

{I think he was rushing to meet me as I was waiting for him – we’re just 6 days apart – just so that once we were married 24 years later, we could turn the week of our birthdays into annual vacations. :) }

I was brown-skinned, he was practically White.

He had a ton of hair, I was practically bald.

I was average-sized, he was huge. Um, correction – he was HUGE!

{At her last appointment, the doctors told his mom he’d be 12 pounds at full term}.

Even without the frame of reference, I’ve got a feeling I’m gonna have some big ol’ babies!

Oh well – as long as they’re healthy and happy, bring ’em on.

:)