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November 19, 2010

My birthday has been wonderful, beginning with a black bear sighting at 6 am, and progressing with luxurious slowness through the last 12 hours. It did make me wonder if I had a picture of me as a baby in my dad’s arms. I couldn’t find one. I did find this–my Baptism photograph. From what I can tell, it’s the earliest picture that includes my dad. I adore my mother’s hair, the light, the look on my father’s face.

Unsurprisingly, I found a number of photos like the one below. B told me once her earliest memory is of Mom and Daddy bringing me home from the hospital. How she wanted to play with the new animated doll! She was four, and always held me in pictures. Sure enough, she called first thing this morning and, accompanied by a chorus of kid voices, sang happy birthday.

I love how D and T are crossing their legs in this one. Diaper-hiding technique. Truly we are the sisterhood of the traveling tights.

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