My brain hurts from all the photo sorting I did this weekend. I made my own baby photo book. After all the sorting and re-sorting and catagorizing, I was able to fine tune all MY personal photos, starting with my pregnant mother and working my way UP. (up to about Kindergarten) after K I guess I wasn't ineresting enough to photograph and it pretty much stopped. Believe me, there weren't that many of me when they were taking photos. God bless my ham aunt, (the one who married Dave and I) because a) most of the photos she took were in color and b) she wrote everything on the back so I knew exactly how old I was, and when and where it was taken. unlike my parents who were like "ehh guess it's you" Oh well, it's pretty much done and I'm happy with it. I have to say I was a very pretty little girl up until about 1st grade, when I guess someone hit me with an ugly stick because after that it's BAD. No I'm not being too hard on myself, ya have to see the pictures.
The Christmas House down the street is still all decorated like Christmas is tomorrow with every light still a blazing. TAKE DOWN THE CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS!!
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