I blame my weight gain on my happy marriage. A guy I dated long ago had a little phrase for that: "fat and happy." In these pix, Todd and I had been married 4 months. We were house-sitting for his parents, who were on a mission in Chile and Ecuador.
Todd's birthday: note that trim jawline.
I could still fit into my Hello Kitty t-shirt! I had muscle tone in my arms! My gut (don't you love that pretty word?) didn't lap over itself. What?
Look at how little A & Z were!
Allie has loved chickens ever since we had a missionary who visited us regularly in 2002 whose last name was Chacon. Allie called him "Chicken." Todd, in his cuteness, brought home a couple of little chicks one day. Allie was ecstatic!
Zane was surgically attached to Todd back then:
Allie didn't have type 1 diabetes then. That's always the first thing I think about when I look at old pictures. Then I have to go cry.
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holy cow! fun old pictures! skinny Todd! and baby chicks!
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