Raising two red-heads
When Maya was born, the doctor said, “she has a headful of red hair!” And, I was shocked.
I mean, I’m not sure why I was shocked, my sister has red hair and Preston, even though he denies it, had strawberry blonde hair when he was a kid. I’ve seen it in his baby pictures.
And, man, Preston is as fair-skinned as they come. Poor guy burns through a window. Although he didn’t keep the strawberry blonde, he certainly kept the fair skin.
So, when I finally got to see my baby girl I was fully expecting to see a headful of bright red hair. But, it wasn’t, it was the softest, sweetest red hair I’ve ever seen. I beautiful strawberry blonde.
A little over two years later, I was pregnant again. I remember asking Preston, “what are the odds this baby will have red hair too?” Preston said, “nope, no way, we won’t have two red heads.”
And, nine months later the doctor was saying, “wow, you got another red head! I can’t believe it.” And, Preston and I couldn’t either.
And, this is my life… raising two red-heads.