The year was 1971 when the life I grew to love was changed for all eternity. Happily I was enjoying kindergarten in my lavender and red polyester plaid jumpsuits, with matching ponytail ribbons and bobbles decorating my combed-to-perfection hairdo. Then it happened. This photo is proof of the stress that my mother and I went through after the birth of my sister. I was no longer the only princess in the castle and my mommy obviously was too preoccupied to read the school handout I brought home that read, “Tomorrow is Picture Day.” Look at my hair!?! I don’t remember trying to give myself a perm. How in the blazes did it turn out like THAT!?! And a light pink bow with a red and navy outfit??? Horrors.
Little did I know that 36 years later, that little, red wrinkled-up baby would give me a journaling jar with prompts in it…… prompts that should have read: “How do you feel about your kindergarten school picture?”, “How does it make you feel that your mother no longer worried about how you looked after your sister was born?”, “Did your mother ever push you out the door for school with a smile on her face?” or “Write Oprah a letter revealing your inner feelings after the birth of your sister.”
But look at that face. Joy unspeakable and full of glory. :o)
Tags: baby, bad hair day, jumpsuit, kindergarten, laugh, mom, mommy, mother, Oprah, picture day, school pictures, sister
My Sister's Jar 
February 5, 2008 at 6:25 pm |
Hello – I do read your blog!!!! Your life only got better when I came along!!! Who else would be able to laugh with you about Mom the way only sisters can!!!
February 5, 2008 at 8:35 pm |
You haven’t changed a bit. Seriously. Except for the hair, of course – the hair is much better now.
February 6, 2008 at 6:12 am |
aside from the hair, you look exactly the same as you did in kindergarten!
February 6, 2008 at 7:03 am |
I’m not sure if I should say thanks or not to those last two comments??? Thank you, …..I think.
February 6, 2008 at 2:05 pm |
OH MY! If i didn’t know better, I would say that we had the same mother that fateful Kindergarten picture morn. Mine looks almost identical!!!
February 6, 2008 at 5:43 pm |
Cami, I’m sorry.
February 7, 2008 at 5:55 am |
Okay,
Your hair and my plaid pants would make a frightful combination. Hopefully maybe your ribbon matched socks or underwear? Either that it was your adventurous personality that let you dare to wear!
February 20, 2008 at 7:12 pm |
My kindergarten pictures look good it is the ones from 5th-10th grade that I have tried to hide.
July 24, 2013 at 10:22 pm |
I am shocked. Christy always looked perfect! You poor middle child…which was what I was. ;)
July 25, 2013 at 12:41 am |
All of my life, I was the ‘baby,’ and my three older sisters adored and spoiled me. I had no idea that I was spoiled – what youngest sibling ever knows that truth? But I was.
My life changed forever when I was in my forties. That was the moment when a stranger found me through the internet and told me that our folks had adopted a baby sister out at birth. In typical fashion, my first thought was, “I’m no longer the Baby of the family! I will have to completely change the way I think, the way I live, the way I react to life itself!”
And I did. Very few youngest sibling in the history of all mankind have ever reinvented themselves as well as I did – or mastered the art of being as humble. It was tough, but I think it has made me a better person…