Hah! That title sounds pretty darn religious, but it’s just in keeping with the past few posts. I came home from babysitting right knackered last night, but as I lay there trying to have a little nap before supper, I remembered this picture, taken at the same time as with Uncle Charlie in the previous post. I hadn’t realized that this or the next picture existed until recently when I was flipping through my mother’s photo album. So. of course, that was the end of my nap.
Because I am tired and because all of these pictures are new scans, as opposed to those of the previous few which I already had on hand, I’m going to put these up without any comment to speak of. But I really had a dopey look on my face in this first photo. Perhaps, Christmas had gotten the best of me by then. Meanwhile, Dad wasn’t such a bad looking fellow.