Marni had a Little Lamb

Okay, well kind of. When I was four or five, my mom agreed to take care of a lamb. Her name was Daisy. My godmother raised sheep and one of her sheep had triplets and couldn’t care for all three lambs. My godmother asked my mom if she could keep the lamb for a while. My mom said yes, of course. I don’t remember that much about it, but I do remember loving the whole thing. My mom told me that she would take the lamb for walks and people couldn’t figure out what the hell was going on. She also brought Daisy to school for show-and-tell! How cool.

Yesterday, my mom got some pictures from a friend who had visited us during that time (hi Gernot!). Daisy is in most of the pictures, which is so funny. I’m the girl in the white shirt and blue shorts. The woman is Christine (Gernot’s wife) and the little boy is Christophe.

That german shepherd was our dog, Sam. The station wagon in the background was ours too and we rode in it without seatbelts or carseats. It’s amazing any of us are still alive. The 80s were great!

I don’t know what I’m doing in that picture, but I think I’m twerking it out…before twerking was even a thing. And here’s a pic of my brother, my sister and me:

Jeff was the only one ready for the picture. And my bangs are…bangin’?

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2 Responses to Marni had a Little Lamb

  1. Candi says:

    Didn’t you also have a goat at one time? When you lived in Beaverton?

  2. Mom says:

    I bought that car because it had 3 seatbelts in the back and you all had car seats just not booster seats.
    My generation is the last one that is lucky to be alive.

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