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ktlovelyI refuse to post the rules. Basically? Everybody likes cute baby pictures. Go post yours!
According to my mother I was a smiley baby.
Too bad I didn't stay this cute.
Generic cute baby-finds-feet photo.
So apparently, my parents noticed that whenever they would drive into the parking structure of their building and it would get dark in the car, I would go all bug-eyed on them. Being engineers, they of course turned to science and experimented to see if I would do this all the time. This photo was obtained by placing my car seat in a lighted hallway, and then my dad quickly flipped the lights off and my mom snapped a picture. Lo and behold--wide-eyed baby. And now when I say "I was raised by two engineers," you can think of this.
I was apparently ecstatic about this. I actually own that chair now, although it's no longer orange velvet.
My first reaction to this was, "I still sleep like that!"
I do not, however, still sleep like this. And if you ever doubted nature vs. nurture--we have a photo of my sister also sleeping like this, though she was too young to ever have observed me doing so. Genetics + brain chemistry FTW! Anyway, my parents called it the "breaking the tape" pose, like a runner crossing the finish line, I guess.
Also in the category of "raised by engineers," when I say that they started us on computers early on, I mean it literally. I believe this was at one point sent to my grandmother with the caption, "Don't worry grandma, I'll show you!" or something equally nauseating.
I think this one might be my favorite.
And this is my mom's favorite. This I know is after we moved to Baroda, and Holly was walking, so I was at least three, maybe four. The rest, I believe, are all from when we still lived in Minnesota.
And lest it seem that I'm a total daddy's girl* and that I don't like...have a mother, here's a picture of me, with my mom. Plus a bonus one of dad & Holly, because I didn't feel like cropping them apart.
*Which...I am. Or more accurately, I am my dad, only shorter and with a nicer rack. But in terms of personality? Freakishly similar. Except for the engineering part.
According to my mother I was a smiley baby.
Too bad I didn't stay this cute.
Generic cute baby-finds-feet photo.
So apparently, my parents noticed that whenever they would drive into the parking structure of their building and it would get dark in the car, I would go all bug-eyed on them. Being engineers, they of course turned to science and experimented to see if I would do this all the time. This photo was obtained by placing my car seat in a lighted hallway, and then my dad quickly flipped the lights off and my mom snapped a picture. Lo and behold--wide-eyed baby. And now when I say "I was raised by two engineers," you can think of this.
I was apparently ecstatic about this. I actually own that chair now, although it's no longer orange velvet.
My first reaction to this was, "I still sleep like that!"
I do not, however, still sleep like this. And if you ever doubted nature vs. nurture--we have a photo of my sister also sleeping like this, though she was too young to ever have observed me doing so. Genetics + brain chemistry FTW! Anyway, my parents called it the "breaking the tape" pose, like a runner crossing the finish line, I guess.
Also in the category of "raised by engineers," when I say that they started us on computers early on, I mean it literally. I believe this was at one point sent to my grandmother with the caption, "Don't worry grandma, I'll show you!" or something equally nauseating.
I think this one might be my favorite.
And this is my mom's favorite. This I know is after we moved to Baroda, and Holly was walking, so I was at least three, maybe four. The rest, I believe, are all from when we still lived in Minnesota.
And lest it seem that I'm a total daddy's girl* and that I don't like...have a mother, here's a picture of me, with my mom. Plus a bonus one of dad & Holly, because I didn't feel like cropping them apart.
*Which...I am. Or more accurately, I am my dad, only shorter and with a nicer rack. But in terms of personality? Freakishly similar. Except for the engineering part.
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