Ok, I know I'm skipping ahead here...but I just couldn't help it.
I was looking through some old pics. tonight and started to realize that my best friend Kelly shows up in about 75% of my childhood photos.
True.
We were peas and carrots. : )
I just HAD to have a little fun with some of them...
(I ALWAYS got Kel's hand-me-downs)
Good Lordy that was SO fun!
Does anyone remember that Girl Scout friendship song?
Yep, my Kelly is gold...
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Those were hilarious! I don't even want to know how late you stayed up working on those!
I can't believe you didn't make fun of that big floppy collar or the boy hair--I look like Noah!
Oh, those were the days weren't they??
love those-nothing like a good Bozarth or Thompson Birthday party!
and thanks Dianna for using all those socks that kelly wouldnt wear!
Aiden just looked at these and thought you were Mallory..you do look a lot alike in these pictures.
I see Mallory in you for the 1st time, change the hair color and there she is. Wow, wasn't expecting that.
Dianna....so clever, but I know for a fact she gave that winnie the pooh dress to Krissy! It was so fun to see not only the old pictures of you kids but the houses too. Thanks for sharing and your amazing insights.....and kelly was right, that Haircut needed a line or two!
Cindy...you BUSTED me! I know I never got the privledge to done that particular dress. I think Krissy (or someone else) had a school-ish photo (head and shoulders shot I believe) taken in it. I remember seeing it at Paulette's house. I guess when it comes to the Pooh dress, blood is thicker than water...boo hoo! ;)
We sang the same song in Camp Fire. Love the photos!
I realize I haven't been here for quite some time. I'm going to have to do some catch up reading!
You always crack me up!! These are great thanks for sharing!!
These are soooo awesome!!! Love how you typed the dialogue onto them. Memories are the best aren't they? haha
Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold :)
The "red tights" photo was too cute!
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