When I was five:
I liked kittens and horses.
I only had three brothers then and really really wanted a sister.
I thought boys were gross.
Man, life was simple.
When I was fifteen:
I had braces.
I was just starting to get boobs.
I was definitely very geeky.
I liked to sing and play basketball.
I read Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice and A Farewell to Arms. *sigh*
I was pretty boy crazy.
(I thought maybe I had conveniently lost this picture, but then, I found it. Hmmm.)
When I was twenty-five:
I was living in New Hampshire and spent my weekends exploring New England.
I liked my job and got to travel a lot.
I got to dress up but I still didn't have any style.
I was obsessed with scrapbooking and wanted to open my own store.
I got to work with the young women.
I prayed for a baby every day.
(I've had braces again since then.)
Now I am thirty-five: (as of today, I can no longer say that I'm in my "early thirties")
I am a wife.
I own a cute, little home in the middle of nowhere, Utah.
I spend my days doing laundry, washing dishes, singing lullabies, kissing boo boos, and giving hugs.
I am training a puppy.
I am a photographer.
I am obsessed with books and blogs.
I work in the nursery.
I pray for my babies every day.