I have soooo many pictures of Hudson from his first few months of life. I know I'll never come close to scrapping them all. I will, however, scrap the ones that tell stories I want to remember years from now, like the one about how much hair he had.
Born with a headful, the first remark from family and strangers alike was/is almost always "look at that hair!" And who could blame them - most babies don't have as much hair at one year as he did at one day. Of course, being his mama, I play with it incessantly styling it into an assortment of different hairdo's ... and then snap pics that he'll likely cringe at around age 13. But really, what else are mamas for?