Twenty years later

Not long after we moved into the new house in the 'dale, Laurel turned three right around Thanksgiving. We didn't know many people her age in town, so most of the party guests were Lissa's friends, the neighbor kids, and their cousins.

L-R Kid, Laurel, Kid, Me, Kid, Lissa, Kid
Also, I just want to point out that whoever took the photo managed to get every one of our faces in shadow! hee.


Mostly I remember that the kids spent a good portion of the party jumping in leaf piles in the backyard. What's a better activity than that?



Happy birthday, little sister. May every birthday be as carefree as that one 20 years ago was.