At work, they play a game of "Who is this?" using photos of our associates when they were kids. I asked my mother to scan some of the photos she's hoarding and send them to me. I now have a bunch from 1 hour to 8 years old. It was weird to see these, it's been a decade or two since I've seen some of them. These were from the years of 1963 - 1971. I can't help but giggle over the silly, fussy hair fashion my mother insisted on for fancy occasions. That should be considered a form of child abuse!
Actually, in the picture of me at 7, you can see that my hair is starting to be a medium shade of brown. The picture of me at 8 was due to the product Sun-In being invented and sold and my mother wanting a blonde daughter.