Christopher is thrilled to be a Boy Scout and especially loves going on camp outs with his dad. This was before they left on their last camp out to Pedernales. Notice Kelly breaking into the treats before they even leave. This could be counted as his after school snack.
While there, Christopher was playing cops and robbers with their youthful, enthusiastic new Scoutmaster and the other boys, and fell into a tree and came home with a scrape on his forehead that he got to tell everyone at school about the next Monday. It was an impressive battle wound that he was proud to have. Luckily, it's clearing up well.
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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Dad's face in the first picture...is....hilarious! ^_^