In my parents home there hangs a photograph of my father and his older bother when they were children. My dad couldn't have been much older than Peter is now. He's smiling brightly and his head is aglow with blonde curls. A favourite story in Lundberg Family Lore is that when my sister, Rissie, was little she pointed at the picture and said, "That's Daddy when he was a little girl."
Our Little Peter is in that same stage now. Everywhere we go people compliment me on my beautiful little girl. Between the demure blue eyes and the curls, people seem to think he's just too pretty to be a boy. He doesn't seem bothered by this, and neither am I.
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