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Aaaaah, what a coot widdle chubby wubby!
I'm pretty sure I never did lose a few of those chins.
Seeing as though I entered the world with little to no hair, it's obvious I overcompensated throughout the years. Let's have a look.
Here we are just a few short years into my life. It's obvious none of my children:
A) look like me when I was a child (probably an okay deal)
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B) definitely didn't get my dark brown eyes I had as a wee one
I think maybe I was entered to win the tightest curls competition.
Like a lot of little girls, I enjoyed a few years of dance lessons. This one in particular has to reign supreme among all my dance pictures. Why's that? Well, you see, I was certain I would look so very cute with dimples. Here is my darndest attempt at trying to have a smile with dimples:
Ahha ha haa haa haa! Seriously classic! That is dismal dimple failure. I think someone upstairs took pity on me for this one and blessed me with children who have naturally cute dimples so something like this would never. happen. again.
Moving right along to 5th grade. I am a product of the 80's!!!! Hence the neon and the hair. Jacob captions this with simply,
POOF!
I think my theory of overcompensation has been proven. Allie was sad to hear I no longer have those earrings. Darnit. And Kenna keeps asking me if I really did that on purpose. I quote exactly from Kenna, "Mom, did you really know that was happening? You meant to?!" I have to be honest. Yep. Sure did.
Perhaps I had some post traumatic stress disorder from my fifth grade portrait, because here's what happened in 6th grade:
Puberty is kind to no one. NO ONE I tell you. HA! Love it!
This last pic, however, is a culmination of my thirty four years of life. I think it's pretty obvious I am one blessed individual.
So grateful to have these ones by my side to celebrate my day because, well, it just wouldn't be me without them. The first thirty four years have been awesome (despite a few hair mishaps). Can't wait for thirty four more!






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