I was thinking back to when I was a little girl when I stumbled upon a few pictures of me and my brother when I was but very little.
My brother when we were very little.
My brother when we were very little.
My brother when we were very little.
My brother when we were very little.
My brother when we were very little.
My brother when we were very little.
My brother when we were very little.
My brother when we were very little.
My brother when we were very little.
My brother when we were very little.
Me when I was 4 🙂
Me when I was 4.
My brother when we were very little.
Me when I was 4.
Me when I was 4.
My brother when we were very little.
I think I was 3 or 4 years old here, and he was 5 years old.
He always took good care of me. I remember, we would always go on little adventures. I guess that’s why I grew up into the adventurer that I am, and take my son now on adventures.
When we were little, he would take me to all sorts of places. I would be on my trickey and he on his skateboard. He loved that skateboard, and me…well…I never went anywhere without my trickey and dolly named “Belle”. I named her after myself.
I’ll have to spend some time digging up some pictures from my years as a Baby Belle.
