It's an unfortunate part of growing up that you may lose a lot of your childhood photos. Photographs have become very important in my life, and some people don't see the value in having yearly photos taken or spending a small fortune on a wedding photographer, but for me, photos will be here with me possibly longer then even the memories will be. Sad, but true.
I have lost a lot of my childhood photos. A lot of them were lost in the sale of my parent's house, possibly thrown out by family members, who knows - but I managed to salvage a few of my favourites and thought I would share them here on my blog to represent who I was as a child.
Growing up, I was always shy, reserved and kept to myself. I had a few close friends that I would speak to, but wouldn't speak to anyone else until much later in life. I would say I maybe started opening up around 6th or 7th grade. I was still always very selective with my friends and who I trusted enough to let into my world, and I remained shy throughout high school. Regardless, I just think I enjoyed being by myself, and that's just the way I was.
I was the youngest of 3 and the only girl, so I was technically spoiled. My brothers, however, both tortured me throughout most of my childhood years. We are better now and get along, and they would never let anyone else bother me or hurt me, which was great and made me feel super protected growing up with them ahead of me in school.
Here are a few of my favourite childhood photos:
A little blurry - but this is my Grandma (who passed away when I was 9 years old), me, and my mom
I always loved this picture, and always made fun of my mom for it -- just look at those glasses! :) It was taken at my Grandpa's place and although I looked a little upset here, that's just how I looked at this age!
See? I smiled a bit as a child. :) I did have a very happy childhood, I think I was just so quiet and hated the camera most of the time. This picture was taken at my Aunt Cathy's house and all I can remember about it is that I loved that Strawberry Shortcake foam chair.
According to the note on the back of this card, this was my first ever taste of cake! Or, the start of an obsession as I would like to call it as I've been in love with cake ever since I can remember. And just look at that rocking retro television in the background! Pure awesomeness.
This was taken at my Grandma's house, and I was stealing freshly baked cookies off the counter! I'm not sure if my mom was the one who took this photo or if someone else caught me in the act!
I LOVE these photos! Here I am rocking the pigtails, purple coveralls, and there are carebears, muppet babies and smurfs everywhere. What is there not to love?
I like this picture because my first dog, Rusty, is in it. This dog was my best friend for the entire first 8 years of my life. I still remember the day he passed away, at the age of 16, quite vividly.
This was my preschool class photo. I obviously did not enjoy the camera during my childhood years, as most of my school photos look like this each year. This one was the first ever, though, which makes it more special.
The one and only good photo I can find of me and both of my brothers (where they are actually being nice and brotherly to me)!