I don’t consider myself cute in any way, shape or form.  I’m not pretty, either.  I’m pretty plain.  Average.  Nothing special.

Last week, I spoke of Mr. H and his family, who lived up the road from us when I was growing up.  This morning, I woke up to a half-dozen emails from his daughter.  Mrs. H had gone through the family photo albums, and found pictures of us as kids….and her daughter scanned them and shared them with me. 

Warning – cuteness coming!  I can’t believe I was cute as a kid!

  

I’m thinking this was me in the third and fourth grades.  I can’t remember for sure.  Now, I suppose I’ll need to go in search of my own children’s photos, to see how well we match up!