Sunday, April 27, 2008

Memories of Disney...

Oh-so-long-ago when we lived in Florida, we went to Disney World. Steven got his Figment hat, and I got "the Goofy hat". Both have become childhood tokens, never to be forgotten. Grandpa and Grandma Sleight were with us for this trip, and Neil slept through it.

This is one of my favorite pictures from my childhood. I love the colors in this picture. I love how Steven and I appear to be getting along. I love the little kid look of excitement that comes out at Disney. I love that outfit my mom had me in. I love that we were matchy-matchy. I love that they had a nice camera and captured this picture, for me to always remember how fun it was to be at the Magic Kingdom.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Feeling "Wicked"

I've been in love with the Broadway play Wicked since my mom first shared the music with me in 2004! I loved it even more when we went to see it last year.

And, now I'm figuring out why I was destined to love this musical so much...

Because I, without knowing it, wanted to be her for Halloween oh-so-long-ago :)

Sunday, January 27, 2008

My favorite cowboy...

Was writing on my other blog about my favorite cowboy, and thought I would post an old picture of being on Grandpa's ranch. He looks so young in this picture (and he's not the only one, I guess!). Love the smile on his face, and love that I was wearing his hat. The many times we got to wear his hat are among my favorite memories of being with Grandpa. Riding horses was great too...until that one summer, when I really discovered that pulling on the saddle-horn really didn't slow down a horse!

Monday, January 21, 2008

Would you believe...?

Would you believe that I've been pulling faces for this many years?!

I've had a lot of practice...

From the beginning...

When we were in Washington for Christmas, Brian and I were looking through some boxes of pictures of me from my childhood.

We came to this picture of me in the hospital. Brian gasped (!) and then started laughing hysterically. For some reason, he thought my fingers were short and stubby at some point. He was wrong :)

I believe I was always meant to make good use of those fingers. Quitting the piano was the first step to realizing my true calling in life... as a hand-model. Am surprised my mom and dad didn't recognize it sooner. :)