Here I am at six-years-old. A friend gave me this picture last week. I haven't seen my six-year-old self in a very long time. I would like to say this brought up lots of memories, but I don't have any memory of this day. I was crowned a queen and I don't remember? It just made me wonder about what my kids are going to remember about their childhoods.
Maybe she will remember wearing the big hat with her mom at the Mexican Restaurant. Maybe she won't.
Hopefully they will both remember being happy and loved. That's enough for me.
I got a chalk drawing for my birthday this year. That's enough for me, too.
Happy birthday to me!