The Front Porch Swing

That is an old soul look in a little girl's face, for sure. Wisdom of the ages with innocence of babes.

From all of our pictures, the girls in my family all had that look when they were that age. We just all were so contemplative all the time. Well, maybe not. My little sister was constantly giggling and laughing. She was one happy baby!

Hehe, Mama is so sure that all that time I had been talking to imaginary friends, that I had really been talking to spirits. I can see why she would think that; my conversations with these "friends" were very detailed and often led off on tangents. That and several of them lived across the street and couldn't come over. Of course, nowadays I'm so closed off that I laugh that if I were to be haunted, I probably wouldn't even notice, haha!

I don't think you looked "somber".  I think "pensive" fits better.  You look like there are so many things to try to understand and they are all so big and wonderful that you were just trying to figure out where to start!  This is adorable!


I'd like to think I was thinking about something, but it was such a strange expression on my face before that moment. I had been looking intently at the street and didn't even seem to hear Dad calling me several times. Dad said I seemed to be out in space most of the time. I always laugh at my pictures because I was such a strange-looking baby. Maybe it's because I went from cute little chubby baby to dorky-looking child with crooked teeth and big glasses. There is a distinct difference from one year to another, but I guess all toddlers are like that.

Oh! And yay for Linda! All those prayers must be working! That and the strength your sister has must be working double time to get her healthy again. Congrats!
 
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My little artist did another painting today -- from memory again -- this time in chalk. I had to search long and hard through my pictures of the Tetons to find this spot. She insisted she'd seen "this very 'xact place" the last time we took her there. I'm hoping the photo I found is the one she was remembering.


She looks so proud!



This is a closeup. The photo was taken during a time when the Tetons were blanketed in smoke from forest fires.
 
Well, I can't stop grinning and I think that's gonna be the way of it for a few more days. Just got a text from Russ. Much to the surprise of her cardiologist, surgeon and renal doctor, Linda went home from the hospital tonight. Her surgery was one week ago today and she's sailed through every dialysis session, already been working out on the cardio equipment, and insisted on WALKING out of the hospital to the car. She told the equally insistent nurse that she wouldn't have anyone at home carting her along in a wheelchair and if the hospital and staff have done their job as well as she thinks she did, there was no reason for her to leave the hospital the way she came in. GO LINDA GO!

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I just love this. Of course, with my name being Linda I feel a special connection. I feel also like I was by her side rooting her on.
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You are one special lady.
 
Well, I love that little bit of Asian in us. We all have tho youthfulness to our faces, I think, that will help us out a bit when we get older. My sister Olivia is 25, but she looks about 15 when she gets a good night's rest. It's really amazing. Just wish the same went for my younger sister. Nivia is 16 but she gets attention from older boys. I often have to remind her to say she's only in high school. Most of the boys walk away real fast once they hear that, and those that don't need to be given a good kick where the sun don't shine. Which reminds me to invest in a big can of pepper spray for her. Those creeps always seem to be around.

Ooh! I was capturing all that video today after hours of troubleshooting, but I found something y'all might like to see!



Look at how chubby I was! I looked like a little Asian boy in a dress! That moment was when I had been staring somberly across the street. Mom said that I would say I had imaginary friends across the street, but she secretly thought I was always watching the spirit of a lady who had passed away there. Either way, she never let me go over there alone.

Actually, Olivia said that I always had a somber expression in my face and going over the footage, she'd be right! All the time, I looked so serious. I guess that's what Mama meant by old soul!
I love the picture Laurie. When do we get to see the present you???

Lisa :)
 
Heading up to Billings again today, this time for a little dress shopping and there's some electrical stuff Ken needs to pick up. Tam wants to buy a formal for the cruise's "formal night" but she knows she'll only need it the one time. She's decided she wants to hit some of Billings' many consignment shops to find something she really likes and can afford for a "one time use". I already have mine so there'll be no need for me to look, but I'll bet my last cup of coffee that I end up trying some on anyway. Poor Ken - should be as much fun waiting around for us to try on dresses as it will be for us to tag along behind him at Lowes and Home Depot! Who knows? I may find something I like better than the one I have (fat chance - I LOVE that dress) and just have to add it to my collection. Teehe
 
Dolly Parton's song Coat of Many Colors makes me think of my momma. Momma raised 7 kids by herself, daddy died when I was 10. I was the oldest child. I had an amazing childhood because she knew how to make life fun despite lack of money.

I really need to write down my childhood stories.............

Yes, you do! My mom, unbeknownst to the kids, had our grand parents all tell her stories from when they were kids, she wrote down some of her own and my dad's as well. Some were stories they would never have told us to our face, but GREAT stuff. She has since put them in a binder for each of the kids. We love reading those stories.
 
My little artist did another painting today -- from memory again -- this time in chalk. I had to search long and hard through my pictures of the Tetons to find this spot. She insisted she'd seen "this very 'xact place" the last time we took her there. I'm hoping the photo I found is the one she was remembering.


She looks so proud!



This is a closeup. The photo was taken during a time when the Tetons were blanketed in smoke from forest fires.

That is fantastic!!! Your little girl has some real talent. Growing up I was doing stick figures while my sister was channeling Monet. This reminded me of that and made me smile.
 

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