So, I kinda hate Mother’s Day since my mom died, but my dad just found this picture tucked inside the old family bible, and it amused the hell out of me for the following reasons:
1) The shirt.
2) Just try and tell me body type’s not genetic.
Mom, 39, and me,
8 10 monthsish, 1975 (I just checked and learned that the original photo says Nov. 1975 on the back, which means I was actually 10 months old then. Damn, I was small. And bald.)
Happy Mother’s Day, everybody.