27 March 2009

Now & Then

I sent Gabriel to school on Monday, when I just thought he was a whiny toad, before I realized that he has a legitimate childhood illness. So I picked Gabriel up from school Monday afternoon, and we were walking to the bus stop when I hear, "Jenny? Jenny J-!" Once I register that this directed at moi, I look around bewildered. The car that was stopped at the crosswalk contains a guy, vaguely familiar, in the why do I know you sort of way. So I waved. Because what else do you do?

It took me 3 full days to sit bolt upright at 4am with the realization that we went to elementary school together. Shortly followed by the realization that we haven't seen each other for 16 years.

Why are people always commenting that I haven't changed a bit? Oh right. It's because I haven't. Observe...

Age 2:

Me

Age now:

BW

My mom says I have Downs Syndrome eyes, because she's sweet like that.
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14 comments:

  1. Ha! Your mom is rather awesome.
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  2. Wow, you look totally the same. Why do I feel like I look 100 years old, I am jealous, DS eyes or not!
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  4. Saying that Gabe was a "whiney toad" reminds me of "The Jabberwocky".
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  5. Lol, I like Mom's who don't do the 'over-sweet thing'...plus it's funny when other people have to shell out for therapy.

    You do look the same!
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  6. LOL... you r mom cracks me up... and wow! You have not changed at all!
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  7. You have a doll-face. And I love the expression whiny toad.
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  9. Wow. You haven't changed. Nice pics.

    Thanks for stopping by my blog(s). I appreciate you taking the time to visit and leave me a comment.
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  12. Haha my mom and your mom would get along nicely :D
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  13. Ahhh ... I'll have to come back to this one, I canna see no piccies. *sighs*
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  14. You don't have DS eyes, you have "hooded eyes" I think they are nice. One of the prettiest girls in my elementary school had them, and I would wish for them each night, in hopes I would have them in the morning.

    So there, mom.
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