Ickle Maren Pictures, pt. 2
More pictures! Because I was just so gosh darn cute. ;)
At the train station waiting for my grandparents. And no, the train I'm sitting in front of was *not* moving. Even as I kid, I wasn't that stupid.
Sitting on top of a big pile of rocks on Rib Mountain in Wausau, also know as the Queens Chair. Rib Mountain wasn't actually tall enough to be considered a mountain, so they shipped up huge quantities of granite boulder and piled them on top of each other to *make* it tall enough. I'm sitting on the top of one of the aforementioned piles. Wisconsin is weird like that. Our only actual, naturally formed mountain is named Tim's Hill, and the most famous "hill" in Wisconsin is called Rib Mountain. I live here, and it makes no sense to me, either. It's still entirely way fun to climb around on all the rock piles, though. :D Hey, Emily? We should so totally go over there and climb around next time I visit. :)
Taken during on of the few times in my life I ever went fishing. YAY me! Wasn't I a wiry kid? Alas, if only I was still that skinny and tan.
Baaaaaaaaaaaaaybe Maren! And apparently, one of the only times I ever smiled for a photo. Wasn't I cuuuuuute? ;) Don't have much hair, though, as the doctor had me on medication for Scabbies when it was only really bad eczema. And boy my parents were *pissed* when they found out how severely he had diagnosed me. So, yes, not much hair and I looked like a boy, but I was still cute.
Also? I was a total water baby. If there was water, I wanted to swim in it. This is my mother doing her damndest to keep me out of the scuzzy water at some park we were visiting for the day.
That's all I got for now. YAY pictures!
At the train station waiting for my grandparents. And no, the train I'm sitting in front of was *not* moving. Even as I kid, I wasn't that stupid.
Sitting on top of a big pile of rocks on Rib Mountain in Wausau, also know as the Queens Chair. Rib Mountain wasn't actually tall enough to be considered a mountain, so they shipped up huge quantities of granite boulder and piled them on top of each other to *make* it tall enough. I'm sitting on the top of one of the aforementioned piles. Wisconsin is weird like that. Our only actual, naturally formed mountain is named Tim's Hill, and the most famous "hill" in Wisconsin is called Rib Mountain. I live here, and it makes no sense to me, either. It's still entirely way fun to climb around on all the rock piles, though. :D Hey, Emily? We should so totally go over there and climb around next time I visit. :)
Taken during on of the few times in my life I ever went fishing. YAY me! Wasn't I a wiry kid? Alas, if only I was still that skinny and tan.
Baaaaaaaaaaaaaybe Maren! And apparently, one of the only times I ever smiled for a photo. Wasn't I cuuuuuute? ;) Don't have much hair, though, as the doctor had me on medication for Scabbies when it was only really bad eczema. And boy my parents were *pissed* when they found out how severely he had diagnosed me. So, yes, not much hair and I looked like a boy, but I was still cute.
Also? I was a total water baby. If there was water, I wanted to swim in it. This is my mother doing her damndest to keep me out of the scuzzy water at some park we were visiting for the day.
That's all I got for now. YAY pictures!