Incase everything burns in a fire... I will always have my blog.

I've always liked this photo. I didn't know myself then, but I'm betting I was a joy.

This was the turtle pool in Spokane. I remember being pretty content in the turtle pool. It had a slide. My parents still have the baseball helmet.

I loved to get my fingers stuck in the holes of the wicker chair. And I must have been concentrating because that is the only time I stick my tongue out.

I don't think my mother ever approved, but I loved to wear those dance/bicycle pants. And those shoes were navy blue and had a little tiny heel. I felt so grown up when I wore them. I got the basket for a birthday present, it was lovely. I loved that banana seat. I still think banana seats are the most comfortable bicycle seats. We used to ride the bicycles in the hospital parking lot across the street. The were outlets to plug in the cars in the winter.

This was a senior picture. A boy, who was cute called it the "Brecken Seductive Pose." I don't think I was trying for that. I think I was trying for "Pensive."

This is a wedding picture. Hard to believe it was December and lovely, but it was. I think I might be in the grow-my-hair-out mood again.

This is a photo of me and my baby. I think it is the most beautiful I look in any pictures I have ever been in. Its not my lovely lips (although they are pretty great), my great Breck Hair, my bright blue eyes, or fabulous legs, its who I am, and who I want to be. Too bad every photo can't capture that.