CALLing all dancers....

I don't know why, but this picture is cause for endless entertainment for my children.

I'm the one in the back, with the brown hair that I hoped was "feathering," but in reality was too curly to behave.  Some things never change.

I did have a stylin rainbow belt on though.

My sisters in the front, aka, The Solid Gold Dancers.........what in the world are they doing?

I honestly don't know.

This picture was taken at my cousin's house, where we loved to go because they had a loft and a swimming pool, a trampoline, tons of movies (way before normal people had movies at home) and apparently lots of tape, gold paper and gold Christmas tree swaggy stuff.

My cousins had been to Disneyland about a million times and they had a bedroom in their basement that had a clawfoot tub in it, filled with pillows, like a bed.

How amazing is that, I ask?

Once, after a long drive from California, I walked up the steps to their front door, walked in the house and threw up all over the floor.

Classy.

And, they even let me come back after that.

Thanks for the memories cousins!

My children thank you for the laughs.

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This is so strange. I've noticed that Mom was a lot more lax on modesty when you all were little than when I was little.

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Let's talk about who is the cutest little gold dancer . . . :)

**KT

Love your title, very clever.

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