It's always fun to go back and look at pictures of when we were small. Mine are a bit unusual as, due to having been extremely ill from ages 6 mos to 14 months, there are no photos of me during that time. Happily, I was too stubborn to die, as was expected, plus I had a great doctor and was surrounded by lots of love, so I made it past that time.
These are just a few of my favorite photos:
Left - With my dad at age 4 - I don't think I was ticklish; I just always loved my daddy.
Right -
- 4 months old - even then, I hated shoes
- 2 years old - clearly very concerned about something
- 3 years old - dad reassuring me that the new cocker spaniel puppy wouldn't eat me
- 5 years old - the birth of a fisherwoman - yes, I did catch fish (bass) that day.
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