Paige and her family joined us last night for dinner and family home evening and to celebrate Paige's 29th birthday. We had chicken fajitas and Streusel Berry Tart and her sweet kids, Avery and Tyson, and darling husband, Brent were all delightful guests. Paige brought me roses! Aren't they pretty? I love these. The vase was from Mandi way back when she lived here.
On Thanksgiving, Michele brought me this lovely bouquet and it still looks nice, five days after she brought them. We had an awesome Turkey Day with her family and my niece, Aubrey, and Kelly's cousin, James, and Michele's family. I posted pictures on Facebook--which takes less time than blogger, but haven't added any to my blog yet.
Here's a cute little picture of me in kindergarten, 1968. All my life, I've never forgotten this shot below in first grade (1969) when the photog asked me to say "peaches" and he snapped the shot at the "ch" sound. If you're trying to get a kid to smile, don't tell them to say peaches. It's scarred me for life. Mom, what the heck happened to my hair? Did I fix it myself? After all, I was in second grade and very capable. My grandma crocheted that groovy vest for me, but who is responsible for the hack job on my hair? Hello, 1970! Who knows where my third grade picture is. We moved so often, changing schools, that I might have missed picture day. Next is my fourth grade mug shot. I must have sworn off bangs by then. Thank goodness for those plastic barrettes to deal with the in-between length. Notice how every year I wore green? Yeah, it's been my favorite color for as long as I can remember. I don't have an actual school pic of me in f...
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