BACK IN THE DAY

Look what my sister gave me, its a picture of me when I was probably about 7 or 8.  And check it out, I'm wearing a dress!  My mom probably made it, she was an awesome seamstress and I always thought the dresses she had made for us were a million times more beautiful than the ones the other girls at school wore.  I was such a tomboy, but I always felt like such a princess in a dress that she had sewn.  As we got older she no longer had the time nor the desire to sew, but she made my wedding dress for me, and once again I felt like a princess! 

My hair was always short, and my bangs, as hard as my mom tried, were always crooked because I wouldn't sit still while she cut my hair.  Oh what a dreamer I was in those days, my imagination was always working overtime.  I'm sure in today's society it would have been recommended that I be on some kind of medication but my parents put up with me with resigned tolerance.  Poor things, they probably had no idea that it wouldn't be until I was 23 that they would finally get me married off and out of their house!