My grandma had photo books in her living room behind one of her couches in front of the big picture window. I was not to touch those photo books. There was an unwritten rule about the touching of those books.
I knew how she felt about my father so that might have been why I was not to touch them.
So what was in those photo books?
Photos of me when I was a baby.
I was obsessed with those photo books of me. When she was gone for a long time, I would pull out those books and just look at the photos.
Maybe that's why I love photos and enjoy taking photos of my two boys. I did not have the luxury of looking at my photos while I was growing up.
I'm going to share some of the photos of me from when I was a baby/ toddler before my sister was born.
Someone has told me that I was a cute baby.
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| I was a year old. My aunt was being installed as Worthy Advisor in her Rainbow Assembly. I was a year old in this photo. |
Traci
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