Tuesday, 6 March 2012
I got this picture from my parents last autumn when I turned 30. I'm three and a half in it; posing with my mom and dad for a ship's ad brochure from 1985. My father is a naval architect and was planning the ship and they decided to get away easy and use him+family for the ad as well. Haha, he was my age then, or even a tiny little bit younger than I am now.
It's always funny remembering something of when your parents were younger than yourself. Or, thinking of. Couldn't really say I remember this occasion, even though I have some memories from being around two or three. Like sitting on the potty and mom telling me my grandparents would come pick me up for the circus in an hour and a half and I thought that an hour and a half would be such a long long long time. Or me just receiving a pear ice cream scoop with mom and grandmother in Tapiola when mom's water broke; she was pregnant with the older of my two younger sisters. And I have this feeling I had to leave the ice cream behind. Although I am not sure that was really the case. But I remember when we went to visit her at the hospital we had Pätkis chocolate bars with us (or was it Da Capos?), she was wearing a green dress and watching Dallas on TV.