after rebecca of the clothes horse recently contacted me to request if she could use one of my baby pictures for this flashback friday post, i realized that i’ve never shared any of my own childhood photos with you. so today i pulled out my little stash of photos to see what i could find. and yes, they were quite entertaining. i love how i basically look like a feral child in these first two photos. for background, i had just managed to get a rather large amount of gum stuck in my hair and apparently i refused to be wrestled down to allow my poor mother to get it out with peanut butter or oil or whatever you’re supposed to do. so yes, she resorted to the scissors!
also, apparently i wasn’t too keen on smiling for photos as is evidenced by a large archive of pictures of me making silly scowling faces or sometimes crying. it was a rare occasion where i would actually cooperate and allow myself to be photographed smiling, but i did find a couple!
and you may note that my hair is blonde in these photos. well, i guess i was one of those rare cases where i was born with blonde hair and it gradually got darker as a i grew older. i don’t dye my hair, that’s just how it happened. to this day, my grandmother still insists that i must dye my hair since she still recalls that my nickname as a kid was “blondie.”