I thought I'd share a few pictures. This is me at the age of 3 months. My parents adored me although they tell me I didn't sleep at night. I was blessed with a son (read post below) who did not sleep at night either. Apparently my "mother's curse" of having a child just like me does work:)
I was a happy baby, so they say.
Here I am at the age of 2 1/2 years. Look at that cheesy smile. (my mother cut my bangs, can you tell?) I loved having my picture taken way back when. That has changed.
I remember dressing up and I loved dresses and patent leather shoes. That has changed also:)
I played with baby dolls but my favorite toys were a stuffed skunk with a vinyl head and a sock monkey that my dad won at his place of work. I no longer have them although I'm still on the search for a skunk similar to the one I had. Mom and Dad gave me a new sock monkey two Christmas's ago.
This is the best I could in my search to find an older picture. This was taken at 15 yrs. The photographer lightened my dark brown hair to this reddish color(:-.
My (greyish.....ahem) hair is now a lovely dark brown thanks to those boxes of hair dye that are so readily available. hey! You gotta do what you gotta do these days!
This, folks, is my NEW Birthday present. A dryer. An honest -to -goodness-brand- new -fangled clothes dryer. Our son and daughter-in-law came up last weekend. They purchased and installed this brand new gas dryer. It's my Birthday/ Christmas present. Thank you, Nick and Becca, I love it. The DH loves it even more. He was tired of hanging out laundry. LOL
It doesn't take much to please me but I must admit this tops the toilet that the same son installed for me a few years ago on my birthday.
He took me into the bathroom after the toilet installation to sing Happy Birthday to me. When he got to the line of "Dear Mom....." he flushed the toilet. I laughed until I cried. It is a requirement to have a sense of humor in order to survive in this family.
Look at the inside of this baby. It is HUGE! Those towels come out soft and warm.
The husband and I agreed to not get each other any gifts this year. We have to feed and maintain the car. It needed a brand new $100 battery this week. Don't forget the fuel. But it's all okay. You have no idea the gifts that have graced my doorstep in the past from the DH (when he remembered):
A swiffer wet jet (which he and the youngest DD quickly assembled to "try out" and have never used it since)
A blender (so he and the youngest DD could make milkshakes. I don't like milkshakes)
A salad shooter ( he also bought all the salad fixings so he could try out my birthday salad shooter)
A "good" broom (that he promptly took downstairs to his work area)
Well........you get the picture. I'm content to not exchange gifts:)
p.s. I just opened my email this morning and the youngest DD sent me an ecard It's perfect!