I am so, so lucky to have had parents who enjoyed taking pictures. I have so many pictures from my childhood.
Here’s a picture of me Christmas Eve, 1979. I would have been six years old in this picture.
Those two little houses near the front of the train tracks are models that my dad and I bought and put together. The brown, shorter one came with a bunch of plastic barrels that I used to haul around in circles around the tree on the train.