Showing posts with label David. Show all posts
Showing posts with label David. Show all posts

Monday, March 23, 2009

Adorable David



This photo is one in a series that Dad took of us kids around the same time. Too cute!

Sunday, March 22, 2009

No One Can Take Her Place


Me (Kathryn), Jacqueline, Mom, Alex and David at Grandma and Grandpa Browns.


"A mother is she who can take the place of all others but
whose place no one else can take."
-- Cardinal Mermillod

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

The Infamous Fuzzy Sucker Christmas With Kathryn and David





One minute you're having fun playing with your toys and enjoying your lollipop, then you take a moment to pose for the camera and the next thing you know your are licking a fuzzy sucker! What a dissapointment. Makes for amazingly cute photos though.


If people did not do silly things, nothing intelligent would ever get done.
-Ludwig Wittgenstein

David's Photo Strip





David's photo shoot. What a super cutie! He's a ham just like me. LOL





Boy, n.: a noise with dirt on it.
-Not Your Average Dictionary

Raggedy Ann Christmas With Kathryn and David


That life sized Raggedy Ann doll was my favorite doll ever! My brother, David, got that crazy little clown. That clown suit was so cute! The Raggedy Ann dolls were the inspiration for the life sized ones that I made for my children when they were younger. I created them with the same hair and eye color and styles as each child.
I don't know why the photo scanned with so much white around the edge. Sorry.



Children are the living messages we send to a time we will not see.
-John W. Whitehead, The Stealing of America, 1983

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Kathryn and David at Ballenger Park



My father took this photo of my brother and I in the early 70's while we were playing in Ballenger Park which was just down the block from our childhood home.



You are worried about seeing him spend his early years in doing nothing. What! Is it nothing to be happy? Nothing to skip, play, and run around all day long? Never in his life will he be so busy again.
-Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Emile, 1762