Now that Dr. Monkey von Monkerstein's photo expose of me as a child has blown the lid off my carefully constructed blog persona, I am now forced to reveal that I was in reality NOT a blond-haired, blue-eyed white kid. I suppose I'll be kicked out of the country club now, dammit. Here are the early years as I remember them:
Age five or six, sleepy at a family party at a cousin's house. When we were little, my parents used to party pretty late! (well, who am I kidding? it was probably around 9:30; young Dguzman just liked her sleep. And still does.)
With my parents, probably around three years old.
In my favorite green cordoroy dress. I loved it!
Stylin' in fourth grade, my first year wearing glasses. And oh what glasses they were.
3 comments:
Ay, mi guapita!
You are just too damn cute sister. Thanks for sharing this.
Now I want to see version Bird.2!
Fran, version Bird.2 is a lot chubbier and older!
Dr. Monkey--I didn't come to terms with my inner dyke until college, so just think--we could've gone steady!
You're cuter than Dr. Monkey could have ever imagined!
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