There aren’t many photos of me as a child. My parents didn’t take a lot of photos but there were a couple of occasions where we’d have family photos. While helping Dad with moving last week, I found this framed photo. It was 1996 and my sister Cheyenne was a newborn and I was around 9/10 years old. Still rocking the mullet that would eventually turn into a very long pony tail until I finally wised up and chopped it off at age 16. Maybe this isn’t an appropriate content for this blog but I thought it would be fun to share with you all.
A couple of takeaways: I’m glad the hair was eventually chopped off and I’m even happier that I finally grew into those huge ears!
