What an amazing day! I am going home. Everyone looks happy; the nurses, Dr. Ellis, my new mom and new dad and even my new sister. Life is good. I can relax and just sleep. Or so I thought.
The house on Jerry Lane is nice and cozy. Neighbors, Dorothy and Buck St. John, knock on the door to see the new baby. My mother, Artie and Elmer, are very protective. Mom was a nurse so Dad accepts the idea that the neighbors will not drop me on my head. They are both beaming as they hear, "Look at all that hair! Look at those big brown eyes! She's long isn't she?". Yes I was long, 21 inches in fact. I have jet black, curly hair and big brown eyes. Everyone says I look like my Dad. Dad is very dark complected. He is a brick mason and is working out in the sun all day. His skin is dark with a reddish tint. He has dark black hair and beautiful brown eyes and a gorgeous smile. Mom is taller than he is but that doesn't bother him. They met in school and became head over heels for each other. Mom will tell me later that she though Dad was the "prettiest" man she had ever seen. All her friends thought he was drop-dead gorgeous. Mom was a tall, skinny, white as a lily, freckled faced tomboy looking girl. To top it off she had gorgeous, wavy auburn hair. So I guess I do favor my Dad a bit more than I favor her. My sister is the opposite of me. She is a dainty little blond, very white child. Two and a half years older than me, she was adopted too. She wants to hold me and tells everyone that I am her sister and she will take care of me all by herself! I can see pride in every one's eyes. They are glad to have me, glad to hold me, and even glad to hear me cry. They all want to touch and hold me, feel my fingers, and look at my monkey toes! I am very lucky!
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