I love these name stories, and I would have been the flue brush too, my head was no bigger than an orange and black hair stood up everywhere, and no chin to speak of, so comes picture day and after the nurse brought me into my mom and she said ohhh who slicked down her hair with baby oil, the nurse said (without thinking) I was only trying to make her pretty!!!
good thing I was number 7 mom just laughed, but she really wanted my picture with the hair standing up. My dad came to see mom after I was born (he was at work) brother took mom to the hospital, and when he was getting ready to leave she said lets go see the baby you have to see this one. I grew up with these stories and I always would tell them I'm the ugly duckling that turned into the beautiful swan. I was so different to the other 6 and full term was the smallest, the twins weighed more than I did, I barely reached 5 pounds. Oh well good for laughs.