My uncle Paul sent my mom a bunch of old family photos awhile back. Most of them were ones I’d never seen before.
These two are my favorites. I can’t stand having anything on my head, even when the weather is sub-arctic. But that hat in the second one is made of awesome. And who wouldn’t want a crown?
That rocking chair used to scare the hell out of me, because it would rock so far back that you felt like you’d fall over. I used to stick two large dictionaries under the backs of the rockers, to stop it from tipping backwards.
When we first saw this one, my brother and I couldn’t figure out where it was taken (our dad’s house). I had absolutely no recollection of it, though I remember that that was my favorite top. We won’t speak about the rolled up jeans, knee socks, and sandals, m’kay? The less said about them, the better.
I still stand with my feet like that, by the way.
red paper boat 