Our son, Buddy, is in fifth grade and as such, is set to "graduate" from elementary school to Middle School.
He told me today that he needed a baby picture for the yearbook. This picture would be not identified as the person, it was a guessing game.
Because of his perilous prematurity and his 6.5 weeks in the NICU, I asked him what age range he wanted his picture to be.
He said, "None of the pictures where I'm in the hospital. None where I have tubes and wires coming out of my nose."
These pictures were our first views of him, though. When he was born.
He doesn't want this. He was four days old in this picture. He weighed about 2lbs, 5oz.
I think it's kind of sad that he doesn't want any of his "baby" baby pictures. I found two - in a quick run through of old photos we have filed away - he chose one where he is about a year old.
I wonder how much of his prematurity he actually understands. He still doesn't seem to grasp the concept that I was adopted and that his Nana M is the mom who gave birth to me, but his grandma (who passed away in 2005) was the parent who raised me.
I guess those are tough concepts for a young someone who has never lived them.
This is post #600 for me and it is late - since I normally set my things to post at 6 am, but I had trouble with the scanner! So, it's an hour later than normal, but I'm sure you'll live. I know I will.