Memory of a Photograph:
The photograph I remember most is a photo of me, my dad, and my older brother that has always been my mom's favorite. The picture was taken on a Sunday morning after we got home from church. My dad was laying on the floor reading the paper and my brother was laying curled up on top of him, then I was laying curled up on on top of my brother. I have no idea how we came to be in such a goofy pose but it's definitely a unique picture. Considering I was about 1.5 or 2 when the picture was taken and my brother was about 6 or 7 I have changed A LOT and I imagine a reenactment wouldn't quite be possible and it definitely wouldn't be as cute as when we were little.