In keeping with this week's Thematic Photographic subject, KIDS, I have some photos --- old photos --- of one kid in particular. I know this kid probably better than anyone, because I was, uh, am that kid. And because today is my birthday this little walk down memory lane is dedicated to my Mom, who would remember the days these photos were taken better than I, and to my Dad's memory, because he wanted a blonde little girl named Barbie.
While we look at pictures of our kids and our kids' kids, and the kids in the neighborhood, I also look at the kid in all of us. Some, by circumstance, didn't get to be a "kid" very long, taking on grown-up responsibilities at an early age to help the family. Then there are some who, by choice, keep that "kid" in them well into their adult years. But if I remember my Psych. 101, we all have the child in us for life, it just manifests itself in different ways throughout life's stages and events.
I know that I was once a kid. Here are the pictures to prove it. Though a pretty serious kid: studied, had my nose in a book all the time, wrote letters to everyone in the family and to penpals, began making my own clothes at a young age and cooking for the family, and was always involved in art of some kind. Today, I still study, read a lot, write -- though generally in my blog now. I rarely cook; a domestic diva I am not. And I gave up sewing a few years ago. Art is still a major part of my life, but now in the form of photography, cardmaking and writing.
So, happy birthday to me! I am still a kid in the ways that I have always been a kid. A wise young boy once said, "I won't ever grow up!" (Peter Pan) My analytical mind tells me that Peter Pan was a story about each and every one of us. So, as we celebrate kids in the TP this week, celebrate yourselves, too!