Here I am, minding my own business on the right, wondering why I have a larger human beside me, in my crib. Big sister pissed me off, right from the beginning..
Dad took these pictures.
He did not (he says) encourage big sister to feed me chalk, which I dutifully did. I love Sister's worried look after daddy mentions baby sister maybe shouldn't eat the chalk. Big sister's first attempt to remove me from the planet. I am obviously resigned to my fate:)
Check it out! A picture of a yearling, it looks like, from 1958, discovered in my dad's old pictures. Dad has no idea who the horse or the people are. Anybody out there know?
:)
Me & Big Sister Playing in Fall leaves, in Oakville. I'm happy because I'm not in the darn crib with her. Big sister got all these cool toys, and I was forever trying to claim them. WW2 ensued, for the next 20 years. The next shot is my baby bro and me and Butch. Nice car, huh? 1960. GAWD, I am old..
I have a post percolating about pickles and butts, but it'll have to wait until big sister goes home to Surrey. Have a great weekend, all!
6 comments:
What a cutie ! and sister and brother were too!
i heart Butch.
Me, too, Gator:)
He's looking pretty rough, even in 1960, appears I'm twirling his tail!
Still attached, it is.
Just do not make 'em like that anymore:)
Oh, I found some more!
Quite the fashion statement, weren't we?
Look at the butt on Butch. Was he in training for halter at that point?
CUTE! Love, love, love baby/kiddie pics of people :)
"Was he in training for halter at that point?"
snicker...
Well, he was 5 years old, what else would he be good for?
Amazing how little he's changed. I wish I had a picture of him brand new, but his newness wore off REAL quick, I guess:)
I dragged him everywhere I went!
BombProof!
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