My grandpa called me "Worrywart." I didn't ask questions all the time because I was worried about things, I just wanted to know WHY. He called me Worrywart because I worried HIM with all my talking!
Mother always said that I got so excited over every little thing. It didn't take much to make me happy.
Looking back at pictures of me, I see a skinny kid who had a big smile in the few pictures we have of that time in my life. I also see I inherited my mother's skills in cutting off heads and feet in pictures. Thank goodness for today's digital cameras and preview screens.
Fast forward to today: I still have excitement and zest for life. It still doesn't take a lot to make me happy. I have toned down the talking and always asking questions. In fact, I think most who know me would agree that I'm more often the listener instead of the talker. (Okay, maybe not when I am with my sister.)
I still laugh a lot. There's nothing I enjoy more than a funny story. I'm no longer skinny, but at least I've learned to dress my babies and myself with cute, fashionable clothing.
It's a great life!
This post was written in response to Writer's Workshop prompt 2.) Ask a parent to describe what you were like as a small child (under the age of 7), do you still have the same tendencies? How about you? What were you like as a small child? Share your story in the comments below, or link up at Kat's blog, Mama's Losin' It.
Jeralea, that picture of you is sooooo cute! I was terribly shy when I was little and looked down at the ground a lot. Thank goodness I am nothing like that now. Thanks for sharing. M
ReplyDeleteoh you were adorable in that photo!! As a young child I was ALWAYS talking.....still do alot according to my husband...it must be the teacher in me :). I LOVED life, and have always believed in embracing every moment. I was a "glass half full" kind of person, and still am. I was a bit shy-er around people I didn't know as well, and still am to a degree. I did love books....AND STILL DO!! I did have a very serious side though and rarely smiled in photos.....there are reasons for that which I can't share yet on here.....but it involves abuse...and....well...let's just say that as an adult i HAVE learned to smile in photos.....I praise God for my godly parents and for His mercy on my life all through my childhood and teen years...and well into grad school and beyond. HE IS GOOD! thanks for a great post!
ReplyDeleteyour posts always make me smile. especially ones about your childhood! your personality still shines through. and yes, you always sound like you are dressed so cute in your daybook post!
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend!
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I liked the picture of you as a youngster. I think it was good you were inquisitive; I think that's the only way to learn sometimes :)
ReplyDeleteIt is neat too that the zest and excitement has continued on to adulthood; lots of times it fades as struggles come on, etc., refreshing you still maintain it :)
betty
Such a cute photo! As a child, I was very talkative as well. My older cousins nicknamed me "Chief Yak-a-mouth". Enjoyed your post.
ReplyDeleteYou were SO adorable! I love that photo and I love that you inherited your mother's tendency to cut off limbs in pictures. Made me laugh, I didn't know that gene could be passed on! ;)
ReplyDeleteThis photo is so sweet. You do look like a happy little girl who was easy to please.
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