growing up
So I am continuing on with my “growing up” series-
We are going way back to 1978, Kindergarten, student of Hamilton Martin (no longer around!), riding a little tiny school bus to and from school, living in Pittsburgh, PA…and just a happy little girl.
I love school photos and all of their horrid backgrounds and cheesy photographers. For most people this is a constant reminder of their youth- and a reminder of bad hair styles and clothing options. This shot, however, I loved the dress I was wearing it was one of my favorites…perhaps it was because my older sister wore it for HER Kindergarten shot and I always admired my older siblings (still do!).
Being the youngest of 3 girls, I always have felt pretty lucky. I never went through a really goofy stage because my older sisters influenced my music and fashion tastes…I never felt spoiled even thought I spent most of my teenage years as an only child…I never was irresponsible because, well, I already saw my sister’s learning from their mistakes.
I am a fortunate person, I know. My parents were fair, my sisters loved me…BUT I did have my share of teasing from one of them. Like my sister Susan and her friend prancing around in my training bra OR feeding me Worcesthire sauce thinking I was getting chocolate. How stupid was I?
I included a shot of Penelope because being the third, I think she is pretty lucky herself. She has two siblings she can easily boss around and they will do as she says (ahem, we are working on that!), she has 4 laps always willing to have her plop herself into, and she gets to figure out the world through all of us nudging her along…
This summer, I am taking my family back to where I grew up. I’ll also have the pleasure in showing my kids my childhood home and all of the winding roads and hills of Pennsylvania. I can’t wait to go back and feel like that little girl in the photograph.