So as we are waiting for the roast to arrive at the perfect place when it starts to fall apart, the fam and I began looking through some old picture albums from my childhood. Oh yeah, the bare bottoms, toothless grins and compromising situations kids get in all exposed to my own children. My mother warned me the day would come.
I carefully selected a handful of photos to bring home so I could scan them and add them to my own collection of memories. My mother, of course, reminding me that I didn't need to do this because I could have them when she dies. Side Note: Why do our parents have to remind us of their impending deaths? Seriously, if I do that after I turn 50 just shoot me!
So, after a delicious dinner and a rush to get home so the kids can get to bed early enough that they will still wake up for school in the morning, I begin to scan my treasures. I sit here looking into the face of my younger self. That familiar innocent face once draped across my own head. I realize the familiarity is not only from those years of staring into a mirror as I brush my teeth or as I practiced my academy award acceptance speech (Don't pretend you never practiced your own acceptance speech!) But it is also a face that today I still look into. A face I love more than my own most days. A face that I look forward to kissing every single night at bedtime. It is the face of my Princess! A spitting image of me (God bless her!)
This is me during that "all I want for Christmas is my two front teeth" stage of life. Yes, I was a cutie. No wonder why I turned out so freakin HOT! LOL
Here is a picture of Princess during the same stage. What a resemblance! Until I put these pictures side by side, I didn't see it for what it really is. We look like twins!
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