Here I am at the age of twenty nine holding my youngest son. My older son was three years old. The year is 1977 and I had my hands full raising the kids. I loved it. I was a big fan of scarves and I always wore a cute scarf in my hair. I needed to pull my hair back in a pony tail just to keep it out of the way and a pretty scarf just seemed to complete the look I was going for at the time--cool, hip chic mom. Nice jeans, always. Red t-shirts were my fave. I think I was a fairly easy going mom. The only rule I followed was "play hard and when you're done, line those toys up against the wall" (or another way of saying it is "Park your toys now! You know where they go.") Over forty years has passed since this picture was taken. Same straight hair and, hey, another red shirt. Some things don't change. Wait...where's my scarf?
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