Firsts...

There are many firsts to be had in one lifetime and as I was scouring old albums today I thought I'd collect a few of mine to display for my internet savvy friends.
This is Tammy Schneider. She was my first best friend, we would do everything together. She was a year older than me but we could still connect on many things including fashion. I'm sporting a Pooh shirt on my head and she is wearing a pair of white shorts on hers. I dare say what would happen if we had a reunion. She lived in Millwoods near my place in one of those late 70's concept homes that looked like igloos.


Nathan was my first boyfriend. He was two and I was three when we first met and my heart was broken when he moved away to Calgary when I was five. We liked to play in our crescent on his brother's hot wheels tricycle and in his tree house with G.I.Joes. Notice Nathan is sporting diapers under his longjohns, even at such a tender age I had a knack for picking cute boys.


Miss-T was our first and most intelligent poodle. She like to eat pancakes, pretend to bite people, and was deeply attached to my mother her entire life. Her nickname at the age of 17 was "circles" because she developed alzheimer's and would walk in circles all day. But she never forgot about my mom.


Okay so this isn't a "first" but it has a picture of my sister with a perm. I couldn't resist. I think that home perm was child abuse because Nat was emotionally scarred for years.


My first day of school at Millwoods Christian School. I think this would have been first grade for me, fourth grade for Jordan and sixth for Nat. It was Nat's first day with her new perm and her new blue sneekers. It really wasn't her fault though because it was my mother who permed her hair and assembled her wardrobe. Poor kid didn't have a chance.