July 1978(I still have this baby outfit.)
Is there anything better than a girl's mama?!
If there was any question whether or not I was born in the 70s, just check out the wall paper!
Making homemade cinnamon rolls was such a good memory for Greta and I. We did this fairly often (even though my mom was a complete health nut!) and our favorite part was putting the yummy stuff on them and then rolling them up. We would do this in our jammies at the end of the day. I have recently picked up this tradition with my own girls and plan on continuing it. In fact, Emmy and I made the dough tonight and we will be finishing them with her girlfriend, Gianna tomorrow. This is what memories are all about.
Once you get past my totally RAD outfit, mom and I weren't too bad at fishing! Like her, I was never really afraid of getting my hands dirty. She is holding a Pike and me, a little sunfish. This was at our cabin in Bigfork, Montana.
My third birthday party. My mom ALWAYS went out of her way to make our birthdays extremly special. She spent a lot of time making sure it was just right. I will try my hardest to make my girls feel that same love and specialness on their birthdays too.
For some reason I see Ellie in my face here... Maybe it's the eyes?
It's ironic in a bittersweet kind of way, I started my life depending on my mom and my mom ended her life depending on me. Thank you God for letting me repay my mom in some tiny little way.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Just feeling a bit wistful tonight and thought I'd post some of my most favorite pictures from when I was little and my mom was my age. My mom and I both had our first babies when we were 30. We both had girls.... Both wild, crazy, fun girls! (I'm speaking of little Kalle and little Emmy of course!)
Anyhow, I have an entirely separate post that I will try to get to in the next couple of days that talks about what we've been up to this past month but felt like doing this instead...

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