My Birth

April 21, 2002

These last two are of me when I got home on Tuesday afternoon. These two furry things came by to say “Hi” and I haven’t seen the orange one since. Now I know them as Oddball and Sassy. And then there is me all snug in my bed in my very own room.

Hangin’ with the Bean

Jillian Rose

Spring 2002

Here are some photos of me on my birthday—my real birth day. Mommy woke up the day before and noticed some changes as I was letting her know it was time for me to meet the world a whole three days early. She spent 13 hours waiting for me to show up after she got to the hospital, but she says I am “over-simplifying”  - whatever that means. I arrived at 1:28 Sunday morning to a room full of people wondering things like how much hair I have, or what color my eyes are. “Who cares!” I say! I just wanted to see what all the ruckus was about on the “outside.” Mommy, Daddy, Nana, Papa and some nurses and doctors were there to see me. Everyone agreed that I looked most like my Daddy with his chin, long toes and fingers. And Mommy says I am hairy like him, too, and I will hate it when I am a teenager. Whatever. Daddy says it is because of the “Scott” in him.