Alaska, December, 1990
Two fun things about this picture:
1) My grandma, who has been living in Phoenix, Arizona for a long while came and visited us our first winter in Alaska. The desert to the tundra. Gutsy!
2) My sister and I are the two orange puff-balls. My mom loved those jackets. Do you know how easy it is to spot a giant orange poof in a field of white snow? Clever lady that mom is.
Awww, what a little psychopath! Adorable!
I do find this kind of weird though (no, not the white sweatsuit) – we had a pinata at a Christmas party. That’s not normal, right? I guess any excuse to give kids a bat? Sure, that works.



Comments on: "Smell the Memories" (1)
I contend that one doesn’t need an excuse to have a pinata. Candy… violence… it’s always the right time for a pinata. haha