this week i've been cleaning out the closet in my old room at my parents' house.
and oh, the treasures i've found!
i will be sharing more of my discoveries from my childhood,
but today we're going to focus on my 2nd grade yearbook.
oh look, there i am in all my 7-year-old glory...
apparently i had a thing for labeling people...
and i obviously wasn't too fond of 3rd graders...
and, my favorite of all, is when i labeled this young fella as cute but apparently later changed my mind and thought some stealthy editing could cover that up...
"cute to most but ick to me"
i have since learned that i should have used the same color pen i started with.
i'm pretty sure this boy must have deeply wronged me somehow to cause such drastic measures.
he probably didn't pick me to be on his kickball team.
i take these matters seriously.
stay tuned for heartfelt written excerpts from my childhood journals.
they will not disappoint.