no, not latinas - redheads. i know this from experience. years of slammed doors, tantrums, attitude, ego, disappointments, competition, uuuf, the competition...for years she was mad at me b/c when our cat finally had a litter of kittens, the three of them held still in a photo with me (all three heads perfectly in line), while when she tried to hold them for the photo, they scrambled this way and the other...neither is less becoming of a kitten, you should know...and both photos still hold. in this photo we might be out of focus; her father liked to use the 200 mm lens. . . . her son mather is a joyous bounty of red. plump cheeks, a sweet smell, a melon balloon head, a happy dimple smile... i am secure that when it comes to him, from what i have seen, it is less 'the fiery type,' than it is just 'mom,' the most taken-for-granted three letter word in the english language, the disciplinarian, the giver of love and home, the designer and facilitator of his happiness and well being...and it still blows my curly dome...happy birthday distant sister.
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