This is a picture of me at my 4th birthday party. Notice the black and white gingham dress with a red apron front, the high, tight, half pony tail with a little white bow. At that point in my life, I may have picked that look very specifically or, most likely, that style was a result of my mother lfinding the ave the same expression on my face (really, almost the exact same face) as my now five year old son. There's a tiny smile beh

AuthorSusan Sands