It's official. Buster has entered the ugly phase. The next couple months ain't gonna be pretty. His hair is
receding and patchy, he's fatter than ever and he is just generally unsightly. Please don't comment and tell me he isn't--we all know it's true and I'm okay with it.
My other three all went through it. Since Luke was my first baby, when he was in the trenches of it, I had no idea. I tried to look past it and I honestly believed he was still cute. I even had 3 month photos taken of him at
JC Penney of all places. Sam calls them the "
Jehovah's Witness pictures" because they look like the photos you see in the
JW brochures. At any rate, they capture the ugly--the cradle cap, the chub, the
receding hairline:
Even Sammie wasn't spared. She avoided the male pattern baldness that my boys went through but she still got extra chubby:
Ryan was the worst. Check out his terrible hair. Bald in front, full hair in back:
In a stroke of bad luck, my little brother Cam decided to move his wedding up and got married when Ryan was in the thick of the ugly phase. My mom decided to get a HUGE picture made of the entire family from the wedding so not only did we memorialize how fat I was at the time, I get to always remember Ryan in the ugly phase.
Here is one of the few decent photos of me and Sam yet we have the world's ugliest baby in it (notice the tuft of hair at the crown of his head):
Now Buster has joined them. I'm not worried. I know the only way out is through. He'll come out on the other side and be cuter than ever. Trust me. Look at Sammie at 7 months:
And Ryan:
And Luke:
So for now, we just bear down and ride out the storm.
