Walk down memory lane...

I finally got the "guts" to do something I have been dreading for a couple years now. You see, my mom took a TON of pictures of me (one of the perks of being an only child).

On the flip side, my mother was also one of the most disorganized people I know. So while a picture of me at my first birthday might be be by my 8th grade graduation. That's if she could even find the pictures :)

I love my mom, but now you can see why I might be a bit OCD about putting things "in order" and "in their place".

Unfortunately the majority of my albums when up in a fire my freshman year of college. So I only have a handful of what should be dozens upon dozens of albums.

Back to the part I dread.....scanning these pictures and putting them in an album. Why? Cause it's a dreaded walk through memory lane that I have been avoiding. I cry every time I go through the darn albums.

But it has to be done...and little by little this makes me less sad, and more happy. Here are some of the faves (or the ones too funny not to put in).

Our kitchen about in 1980.....the horror...

For my 1st birthday I had a Strawberry Shortcake themed party. Complete with handmade dress by my mom.

My baptism. Great parenting on my dad's part. Who lets an 11 month old balance on his hand?

What can I say.....I loved to play piano as a baby :)

Yikes.....that was my nursery back in 1980. Orange and mustard???!!! Really??!!!

Once a dog lover, always a dog lover

Thanks to my mom I still have this dress...