All of these were taken at my grandmothers' houses.
This was my Grammy's house. Mom and Uncle Joe behind me. Same refrigerator exists today in the same place. I cleaned it last spring. My uncle has died, my mom looks almost the same and I feel a lot like this usually.
Grammy always put these curler things in our hair. I don't know why I was patting a turkey. Or why there were kitchen towels over all the chairs. Or why I have a little baby fork in the other hand. Maybe it was frozen and I was trying to chisel my hand off of it.
My mom made this nightie. Look at my toes.
Nothing's changed here. I'm still a hearty eater...around the crib yo...
They tell me I loved Grammy's "gook". So she photographed me with it a lot, there's a whole little book of Jennie & goose pictures. On the back of this one, Grammy wrote: Oct 1966 Gook kissing Jennifer
Now, this is a shame. That's my dad holding me like a Thanksgiving turkey and my Nana in the background admiring my rolls.
Believe me, people do not find this after dinner routine as cute as they used to. I stopped it some time ago.