this is a photo of me at about the age of 3. what you can't see is my huge grandfather holding me next to one of my favorite people in the world, Ma, my dad's mother who died right after my oldest son was born. i'm holding an apple that i've taken a few bites out of and there is a hideous light fixture hanging from the ceiling. pictures like this evoke bits and pieces of memories. maybe one day i'll post the whole photograph, but right now, i like this one. larry, my husband has saved this one as "baby bunny" and i like that, too. i like being someone's baby. this picture reminds me that i'm lots of wonderful people's baby. and i like that, too...