9 days old
This is the first picture of me, that I know of. I am 9 days old and my mom tells the story that when the picture was taken, she referenced the children's rhyme, "pease porridge hot, pease porridge cold, pease porridge in the pot, nine days old". I have attributed that rhyme to this picture my whole life. My brothers and sisters look mostly happy about me as the new sibling. I'm sure they all have their specific thoughts about how my birth changed their individual lives, but mostly, I believe this to be a happy time in our family. As my sister Carol looks the most happy, this is consistent with what I was told. She wanted me, she prayed for me and I was "her baby". My oldest brother, David, consistently jokes that I was just "another kid for him to raise". Don looks uninterested and that has been passed down to me as his state of mind when learning, at age 15 that his mother was expecting (how embarrassing!) Molly loves her dress much more tha...