I was the first child of Wall Street finance people, and thus I was spoiled in my first 3 years of life-- that was before them "Appalachian" days. So, my parents asked a 2-yr-old me to design a sweather they would then have knitten, and I said I wanted to look like a taxi cab.
Hence:
Eliza got me the belly cream that "all the stars use" because she is the cutest sister ever (and indeed, it's really refreshing. I'll keep you posted on stretch marks):
My great-grandmother was the only crafty person in my family lineage. She made this quilt for my mother-- isn't it neat?:
I went out for cider Saturday morning and came home to find family and friends-- a surprise mini-shower!
Me looking like a knocked-up 12yrold, just for fun:
A shot OF Lexington-- I love how if you took out the cars, it'd look like an antique photograph-- putting the powerlines underground in the '60s paid off for them:
And finally, quintessential Virginia:
1 comment:
I love the hammock picture! You are such a cute little pregnant person :)
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