I do not remember being one. You can argue that it's good thing. Memories of pooping in public and giant humans talking in high pitched voices while breaking into my personal space...shudder. Plus the meals were nothing to write home about. There are only so many angles you can take on Annie's mac and cheese + veggies. Then again, I rocked some outfits that could rival the best fashion bloggers. I busted out my chambray shirt back then. With jellies. And I had original rayban knockoffs. Fly.
But I'm on the even better end of one this time around. It is so much fun to watch. The best yet. Maybe the best ever. I have a lot to go through before I can make that bold statement.
Now that I think about it, I'm also at one of my favorite ages. I guess that makes this life a lot of fun for me right now.
What has been your favorite age so far? For yourself, I mean.
My favorite age is probably 18. Perfect body. Everything is new and magical and uber exciting. Freedom. I miss that. Although when I was 18 all I wanted was to get married and make babies. Funny how that works, huh?
ReplyDeleteBTW, love that you posted bigger photos of Phin. He looks soooo cute i just wanna pick him up and smother him with kisses. More big photos. Less tiny ones!
ReplyDeleteCould your photos get any cuter? I think not!
ReplyDeleteMy favorite age? Probably ten, right before eleven when I noticed everyone else was sprouting boobs (and I wasn't). Yep, ten was carefree and pretty awesome!
Phin is sooo cute ... his cuteness makes me want a boy!
ReplyDeleteHmm, i really liked being 27 ... that was a year ago. Haha.
Phinny is so big and cute now! The perfect age was when I was a kid 3-7 , where all what pain meant was when I was hurt while playing, where all what goodbyes meant were see you tomorrow, where all of my problems were dolls and losing a game, where friends were friends, were I made people laugh from just telling a everyday story, where people would love me how I was, and never judged, where I had all my family near me!!!!!
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