A young Pearl
Day 19th asked for a picture of a younger me, and these are the ones I decided to post. I look the same. It would be kinda of scary if I didn't huh. As you see, I've always been a joyful person. Lets see. . . on the top picture we were living in Seattle, Washington and I was 5 years old. All I remember is the rain and the snow. Lots of it. I gave myself a haircut. That's the reason why I look all crazy. Hair all over the place with my ear to ear smile. On the bottom left, I was 10 months of age and I was a chunky thing. I was born in Mexico and photographers were scarce at the time. But my parents managed to have me photographed. That explains the black and white photo. The 80's. And on the the bottom right, I was 3 years old and we were still staying in Mexico. I have this mischievous smirk on my face. I had a wonderful childhood. I was never to spoiled but we had plenty. I love my parents for that. There both remarkable. Gracias, besos para los dos. Peace.