Just thought it would be fun to show some pictures of myself when I was a little girl. Of course in that process, I will humiliate my siblings and parents with some "not-so-stylish" photos!
I will openly admit that those are MY PANTIES showing! I was NOT a prissy girl, I hated dresses and sitting still for photos was NOT my favorite thing to do. I imagine myself squirming out of my mothers arms to the floor and running off as fast as I could after the camera snapped. John, on the other hand, probably took another nap. Poor John was always having to wait for Mom to take care of me first because I couldn't wait!
We did have our moments, John and I, we had the same friends (most of the time) except when I was chasing boys! He tried to blackmail me a few times, but then I discovered a few secrets of his! We were only 20 months apart in age, but sometimes it felt like twins!
All in all, I had a wonderful childhood living in a place so unique. I am thankful for my heritage. Only a few can say that they were born and raised in Mexico, but have no hispanic blood, speaking english and spanish while attending an LDS (Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day-Saints, aka... Mormon) school system. I love the Mexican culture and consider it part of my culture. Someone once told me.. "Gee, I am glad I am not in your shoes, I would be so confused as to what race or culture I belonged to. You are not accepted in the Mexican culture cause you are white, but then you really don't completely fit into the white culture either." This is very true. Even more confusing when I married a catholic- born, east-coast, big city boy who didn't realize what a white, farmer/ranchers daughter, from mexico, LDS grown, small-town, hic-from-the-stix, girl could be like. CRAZY... just plain CRAZY!!