Back when I wrote the “When I was 6” post, I promised to get some photos from that era when I next went back to Boston, where my older albums are, which I did.
Today is also my mom’s birthday, so I thought she might enjoy this walk down memory lane.
Happy Birthday, Mom! We love you!
In this photo, I’m sporting my grandmother’s glasses, and reading a book. My grandmother is trying to hide from the camera because she hated having her picture taken. I’ve always felt sad that she disliked it because it means I have so few images by which to remember her.
First Grade official school photo (definitely six in this one). My front teeth look giant because they were my only adult teeth. I still sometimes think they are freakishly big, even when surrounded by other adult teeth.
You would think this is a Halloween Costume (and it might have started out that way) but I wore it a lot. Like A LOT A LOT because I loved it. I played cowgirl in it, and I even had toy six shooter pistols (something I would never buy my own girls, which makes me a hypocrite because I loved those things, and I did not grow up to be a gun enthusiast or any such thing).
Around age 6. This was taken at Benson’s Wild Animal Kingdom in York Maine. I’ve been back as an adult and they literally have the same ride, with the same boats (or they look so old and beat up that I assumed they were the exact same boats). Incidentally, if you ever have the chance to go–skip it.