Next week I’ll bring out a couple of really old pictures, but I thought I would start out old photo day with myself because every time I see these two pictures together I laugh out loud. They were taken around December of 1976.
My mother is always telling me how great a child I was (she loves me, I know) and when I think about it, I’m sure she’s right*. I have this feeling that Zoey isn’t that different than I was as a kid. There are a few things though that oppose her statement (ok, more than a few). In this case, I have some photographic evidence.
Here’s the deal. The cute smiling two year old in the picture above, probably just pushed her brother off of that stuffed animal.
*no low self esteem issues here.
