Lest I forget, baby Rosie is 2 yrs old. Updated her baby book… as is usual and customary, the pics are getting fewer and farther between. Isn’t that the way it goes?
Which reminds me. When I was watching the Woodstock movie over the weekend, I was thinking, “man, I wish I had pictures of me & my friends from those days.” But you know, we didn’t exactly carry around cameras like kids do now (well, if they do… and I think they do, if not in their phones). And it’s not like we were around with the fam for the group pics either. Probably the only photos of me around that time are the ones from the detention center… did they take them like they do when you’re arrested? hmm, don’t remember. Well, I’m exaggerating. I just said that for effect. I was only taken in once… or so. Really.
*oh, btw, can you tell by looking at Rosie’s pics that she’s daddy’s girl?
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