Here we go again. This time, I think I had to be about um… 6 or 7. Right around my son’s age. I think I looked more like him when I was really small. I dunno. You be the judge.
Everybody now… AWWWWWW.
Yea check out my hair. Intense huh? My mom used to brush it out after my baths. There is picture proof that I hated this. I just looked again and I STILL have that wonkey eye. Wonder what my mom smoked while she was pregnant. I loved those red pajamas. They were the ones with feet. Totally comfortable. I think I had a blue pair too.
Here’s one more for the road….
Wanna make babies?
Sorry. That’s all I got. I’ve been drinkin’ with the crackahs. Ya’ll are lucky this wasn’t totally inappropriate.