Feeling Nostalgic

I haven’t taken any great pictures today, so I thought I’d grab a few old ones from my folder of scans to blog this evening.  They are likely in the order in which they were scanned into the computer, which reflects on the order in which I pulled them out of the blogs, which in no way, shape, or form reflects on their chronological order.  Which is the basis of my frustration when I am in a scanning frenzy.

The little one is me.  The boy is my older half-brother.

He’s the same age as Matt.  Don’t freak out.

Me and my mommy:

I guess parents have to have a sense of humor about things so they named this rocking horse “Lucky” knowing full well I pronounced my L’s with a Y.

I love this one – my momma and her girls.

This is my Granny, my dad’s mom.  And behind her are the same big ol’ bookcases I have in my house.

Kathryn and I were singing “Away in a Manger.”

The next two appear to be from Kathryn’s first birthday:

Kathryn’s in the car; I’m standing up.

I really should get the girls into dance so they too can have pictures of themselves in big pink tutus.  :)

I’m not sure why for the next one, but it’s cute.  And I recognize the wallpaper in my parent’s bathroom.

Preschool graduation!!

2nd grade I think.  We sang “Mr. Sandman.”

Me and my momma on Easter one year.

Halloween!  My mother made this Rainbow Brite costume.  Oh I wish we still had it.  :)

Well, that was fun for me.  :)

And, like I’ve said before: Even though they’re crazy disorganized, I’m sooooooo thankful to have all of these wonderful pictures of my growing up.