As I find myself getting more interested in photography, I thought it would be fun to share an old snapshot:
This one is of my cousin and I. We were only 2 months apart, but I was much smaller. The dog in the photo was named Flossie and belonged to my grandmother.
At that age my cousin and I did everything together. My parents always tell stories about the trouble we would get into. And despite what the photo suggests, I have often been accused of being the ringleader. (Naturally, I have no recollection of being anything but an angel)
As kids, we couldn’t pronounce each other’s name. Jessica became Jecca and Alexis became Loxi. I still call her Jecca to this day! (Fortunately, my nickname evolved to Lexi and/or Lex)
Here’s hoping your Thursday is full of smiles and happy memories…