
I have always liked to bake and spend time in the kitchen. I get quite a kick out of this photo of me peering over my mothers shoulder as she made something one day. In this photo I am 9 months old. (The other day, mom brought over a packet with a bunch of things...some old photos that my grandmother had, and since she is now gone and my mom has all of those things, she is re-distributing them.)

Apparently we were making cranberry sauce (according to the note on the back of the photo). I was 17 months old.

My infatuation with tools and building or fixing things got off to an early start...here I am helping to make our new swingset at age 2.

And in this photo, I am 10. Interesting to me to see how my body type was so similar then. I mean, I know it's my body, but I was just a kid! We all get older, and change over time, but there are basic things that will always be...the same.

Aren't my parent's cute?! I was 5 months old.

Another kitchen shot! I was almost 11.
3 comments:
OMG, adorable! You LOVE the kitchen . . .
Gosh, T, she still adorable.
P'taker
Erika,
I just realized in the cranberry shot, your hand is in a meat grinder!
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