Do you have siblings? My sister is expecting a new baby, and so pretty soon my niece will be a big sister! I got to thinking about how cool that is and how I love having a sibling, and so today’s Family Photos is chock full of embarrassing photos of me and my sister when we were tiny.
I don’t remember a ton of specific moments about being little and having an older sister, but what I do remember is pretty much letting her be in charge of what happened to me. Want to put stickers all over my face? Okay! Oh, you want to dress me up like a bride? Go to town! And whatever she decided we were doing was fun. (Then came the day when she would rather hang out with her friends than me, and I did not take that well. Cut to me, literally biting her friends when they came over to play. Ha!)
Another thing that struck me when I was looking through these old photos was how many were of her taking care of me somehow. Reading me a book. Giving me my bottle. Entertaining me in my high chair. She was (and is!) a good big sister. And I can’t wait to see my niece learn to be a good big sister, too. She’s got the best teacher around. xoxo
I’m sorry, Mom! But these are too amazing to pass up. I can only imagine the lead-up to these photos, with my Dad sticking a camera in my Mom’s face while she’s sitting under a hair dryer. I mean, any girl would give sass to that. Luckily, Mom looks adorable even under when she’s annoyed, so I hope you enjoy these blasts from the past, circa 1971-ish. xoxo
My family is a family of farmers and outdoorsmen. My dad still farms the land that my grandfather farmed before him, my cousins wrangle cattle for a living, and everybody’s got an orchard or a field of something. So most of the photographs that I find from back in the day are of my family hanging out outside. Working on a car, driving a tractor, camping. And apparently on Easter of 1971 they all decided to pack up my dad’s 1935 Dodge truck and head to the hills for a family picnic.
I can’t get enough of these snapshots! I love the scarf tied over my great-aunt’s hair, and my great-grandma under a million blankets but being a trooper. But I think my favorite has to be my Aunt Sandy pulling up her socks on the bumper of the car! She’s gonna kill me when she sees that photo.
And that’s my mom down there in the last photo, sitting by the radio, looking cute as ever. That’s it for this installment of Family Photos! And I have to ask: are you guys as fascinated and intrigued by your old family photos? Have you looked at any recently? xoxo
I get my shutterbug tendencies from my Dad. From the size of my parents’ photo files, you’d think he had a camera in his hand daily. It’s become one of my favorite pastimes when I visit their house to sit out in the porch, poring over old photos for hours. I love it. There’s something about having a snapshot in your hand — it’s so much more special than looking at a photo digitally. And there’s also something fascinating about going through your family’s history. I love to see what my parents looked like when they were my age, and what they were doing in their marriage at the point where Mr. Lovely and I are now.
So every so often, I hope you don’t mind if I post some vintage family photos. I came across these two snapshots that my Dad took of my mom with her bike, and couldn’t stop looking at them. I think the perspective is pretty awesome. Enjoy. xoxo