What am I looking at?

me, and wee me.

See that school portrait I’m holding there? The one with the little boy wearing the excessively ruffled dress?

Yea. That would be me.

Mom was fed up with me not brushing my hair. So she cut it all off. She thought I looked darling.

The plaid dress, believe it or not, was my idea. I was sure I looked just like Cinderella in it. As a kid, all of my dresses had to have big pouffy sleeves and full skirts so that when I twirled in them, they’d spin out just like Cinderella’s did in the Disney movie.

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