Flashback Friday - Mark and the Chairs

There are so many great things about this picture:

• Mark is too cute and so little
• The Cookie Monster chair is mine (I got it for Christmas when I was 8)
• Big Bird is Heidi's
• The eyeballs are already missing and these chairs are probably just under 10 years old in this picture.
  
• I remember seeing the big box with the chair in it hidden in my mom's shower the Sunday before Christmas when my mom was fixing my hair
• The mini-tramp in the background. My mom would do her exercises on it, but we kids really knew how to have fun with it.
• The awesome pink pictures on the wall in the background. Especially the fact that the big one has some award just put on top of the frame. Classic.

These pictures were taken Easter 2009
28 years and 2 houses later the chairs live on...

you really can't beat little tikes for a long lasting product.

Flashback Friday

This is a picture of Sherry and I in 1973. I absolutely LOVE the difference in our hair at 2 years apart. I cannot believe how bald I was. I am so glad that both of my girls have hair.

Sherry and I are pretty much the same age difference as Claire and Sophie. I won't say it was always easy, especially since I was the younger of the two. But I wouldn't trade it for anything. I love having a sister so close in age, we have so many great memories together. I hope that Sophie can look up to Claire for inspiration the same way I have always had Sherry. She sets the bar high and is absolutely amazing. I owe so much to you Sherry - thanks for always being the best at everything you did!!!

Flashback Friday

Why I hate fish...

As long as I can remember I have hated fish. Why you ask? I believe it all stems back to this point in my childhood when my dad stuck this disgusting fish in my face. Probably not. But, honestly that fish is so gross.

I hate swimming in open water because I'm afraid that a fish will touch me. The night before a triathlon I have nightmares about fish in the water, not wrecking my bike or tripping on the run, or missing the race all together, just that there are fish lurking below me in the dark water waiting to nibble on my toes. YUCK!

I have been to some beautiful places and snorkeled with amazing tropical fish and all I can think of when I'm in the water is that I hope a fish doesn't touch me. I have even gotten mad at Todd for making the fish "attack" me when they swim towards me. Yes I realize this is silly and the fish aren't going to do anything to me but I really am freaked out by them.

Don't you love my dad's sweet glasses in this picture? And honestly I had no hair when I was a kid, I'm probably 2 years old in this picture and still not enough for a pig tail. Sad. At least my sweet Claire has hair and doesn't take after her mom.