Mommy circa 1978. The first time she ever stood up in her crib.
My mom would wake up really early in the morning, crawl out of bed and get on her rocking horse. She would rock for hours until Grandpa Tom and Granny Janny got out of bed.
Manners weren't my Dad's forte at this point. But with Grandma Peterson's yummy chocolate cake, who could resist just diggin' in?
For Pops, everyday was Halloween.
My dad wishes he had a shirt just like this right now.
So, now you've seen my parents in their (much much) younger days. Who do I most resemble? I know it's early to tell for sure, but it's fun to see what people say. Dad says he looks like Mom's side. What do you think? Leave a comment, m' ninjas!