This is a photograph of my first memory.
My first memory is when this picture ws taken. I remember my mother placing me in the tub between my two sisters. I remember my confusion - this had never happened before. I remember putting the washcloth in my mouth and sucking water off of it. I remember Ann laughing, and my mother's joy, standing above us, and the flash of light coming from her head.
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"...and the flash of light coming from her head."
That was my halo, darling, you just didn't realize it then!
Love you...and thank you so much for all your assistance over the weekend.
Mom, aka St. Iva
Well, I was going to make a comment about your first memory and Julie's first attempt at masturbation, but now I feel cheap and pervy, after your mom's lovely remark.
Oh, what the hay.
Number 2: (which makes me think of The Prisoner)
You might recognise which one in the bathtub is you (and you're so adorable in that picture!) but I don't think anyone who saw the photo would say "hey, it's the girl from the bathtub..." if they say you walking down the street.
Carol - that's just wrong...
Iva - what would St. Iva be the patron saint of? Crossword puzzles, black olives, chardonnay and rugs with fringe?
Re: Patron Saint
Given a choice of things you mentioned, I'd take Chandonnay! (Please see your mailbox today.) At any rate, it would be anything but the Patron Saint of Car Towers.
Mom
Hey, a girl can dream that someone might recognize her from that picture, can't she?
I believe St. Iva would be the patron saint of people with mild OCD who feel it necessary to comb the fringes on the rugs (Love you, Mom :)
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