my memories
Sunday, October 30, 2005
My dad found a passport photo of me when I was a baby. I was so
ADORABLE!! No, I am not being thickskin. If my dad hadn't told me it was me, I would have thought it so anyway. The photo was taken when photos came in only black and white and when I still had all my baby fats and 'chicken drumsticks' (as my mum describes baby's legs). I was sitting on my father's lap and staring rather intensely at something that was beside the camera, probably the photographer. I was frowning and my mouth was upturned as though wondering what funny adult business all this was about. How wierd adults must have seemed to a baby whose life is all about mummy, daddy, milk, sleep and biting things.
My mum says that my baby photo looked exactly like hers. Both of our foreheads are bIg (Tania calls me a senior with the luo-han forehead. AA!!) and both of us were frowning. I compared it with my brother's baby photo. His face is elongated while mine is squarish. I looked suspicious but he looked rather placid.
But we all have my mother's eyes! and I have my father's faceshape!
p.s. Judging by my frown, I must have been quite a fierce baby.
11:45 AM
the scent still lingers