A couple of you wanted to know what happened when the 3½-year-old me followed Bob into the main road. My sister, who was fifteen years older than me, chased after us and grabbed me as I stepped into the road. I vaguely remember a large vehicle but I suppose to a small child any vehicle seems large. When I was a child the roads were not as busy as they now are and vehicles were less powerful.
So, neither Bob nor I came to any harm and I’m sure the lesson of vigilance over small infants and larger dogs was reinforced by our ‘escape’.
The photo is of the five-year-old me squinting in the sun and not looking very different to the younger me, I suspect.
You were so cute!!! Love that picture.ReplyDelete
I loved seeing this photo.ReplyDelete
And I'm so glad you and Bob weren't hurt. I'm a strong believer in big sisters being vigilant, as yours was.
Look at your pretty hair! And what a sweet dress with the ruffles. I'm glad your sister was there to save you.ReplyDelete
That is a really cute photo.ReplyDelete
I was the older sister and often chased after my younger sisters. Fortunately the house we grew up in sat way back from the road.
Hi Janice .. well glad you're here today! Also you look quite tall - ? Aren't those old photos fun .. cheers HilaryReplyDelete