I interrupt the irregular programming around here

to bring you this picture:

I couldn’t believe it so I had to give you a close up of the face:

Several years ago I went to my mom’s house and confiscated all her pictures packed in a suitcase no less. My best intentions were to scan them into the computer — can you guess that I have not? Well, I saw this place where you can send your boxes of photos and they will scan them in. The price seems right and I decided I’m going to take a chance on them.

Last night I was pulling out photos and even though this place said not to worry with organizing them, I was in fact going through them. They want an estimation of how many pictures you’re going to send them anyway and I’m horrible at estimation. I mean seriously, I’ve already got 400 pictures in one pile and I thought that might be 1,000?

My breath stopped when I saw this picture. I had to look twice. Ya’ll, this is me when I was 11 years old. I know that because of the furniture in the picture and the layout of the room. But it could have very well been Doodle. I kid you not. She looks just like I did in this photo. I’m not a good judge of looks — people tell me all the time that Doodle looks like me and some can even spot some of Duck in her. But this photo made it unreal for me. UNREAL.

This is Doodle by the way — at 10 years old Closest good picture I could find of her. I need to start taking more pictures!!