Happy Birthday to The Ugliest Baby!

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From the time I could understand words, my mother would say, “You were the ugliest baby.  It took me ten days to name you!”  She never vacated that endearment and stood by it even on her death bed.   So here I am…”The Ugliest Baby” at two years old and my birthday is tomorrow.  Yes, I have red hair and I am left handed and that is one dimple on my face and several around my wrists and fat little fingers.   I thought I would share this quaint little dumpling photo of me today because according to the Mayans we won’t be here tomorrow which means I won’t be getting any older.  LOL