I got a text from my cousin, Katie, in Provo, who
took me down memory lane to 1994 when we were in 8th grade, and
our friends had a sports-themed photo of us taken at a studio.
My white socks!
My duck face lips!!!
Everything about this photo is so hilarious.
(My siblings made fun of me forever after this one).
This afternoon, Jane came home for lunch, and instead of eating,
I found her out cold, curled up in the chair at the dinner table.
These past few days have been exhausting for her.