I am watching video from my 8th birthday party.
liz_a_belle is four years old and adorable. I am eight years old and obnoxious.
Honestly! I don't know how you people put up with me. I was obsessed with things being "fair" and being the best and getting as much attention as humanly possible. [Any comments along the lines of, "And how is that different from now?" will be ignored.]
It's painful, you guys. I sincerely hope this was mostly a show for the camera (we normally didn't have one, it was borrowed). Oh, and the glasses. My glasses take up half my face! And I keep pretending I don't want my dad to be filming me, and I am entirely unconvincing in this. How did you never smack me,
betty2 and
mgtconsultant?!
Sigh. I shall do my best to convince myself that 4-year-old me was cuter and far less off-putting.
Oh man, I remember this song. The tape just flipped to my First Communion, and we are singing our processional song. "God is having a celebration, and he wants you to come and see, how much God loves you and me, and me and you ... it's a worldwide family!"
Boy, The Niece is really
liz_a_belle 2.0, huh? I have vague memories of how she looked and acted at that age, but I didn't realize the resemblance was that close.
Ahahaha - I was just singing along with another of the Communion songs (I can't believe these lyrics and melodies are still taking up real estate in my head). Anyway, I just stumbled over a line and saw my 8-year-old self stumble over the same one *g* Guess I never really learned that lyric!
Oops! Here comes an episode of Twin Peaks. Guess that was enough Communion *g*
And now Dallas!