I totally still have that bonnet somewhere...

I totally still have that bonnet somewhere…that container of ricotta cheese, however, is nowhere to be found.

One of my earliest memories is of the railing of the crib in this photo. I have a vague memory of being in my aunt’s furnished basement, which was across the street from the house where this picture was taken, and sticking my hands up onto that railing. I remember the orange and yellow colors and the feeling of bouncing on the crib bottom.

There was even a memory that I had in that crib that I didn’t trust until my mom confirmed it without me asking. I had a vague memory of singing really high notes while standing in the crib when I was in high school, but I figured I was making it up in my brain. Then one day, out of the blue, my mom says something to the effect of: I remember this one time when I heard this really loud, but really gorgeous note coming from the room you were in. It scared me, because it was all of a sudden and really loud and really clear. I figured I left the TV on too loud, so I came in to turn it down, and I saw that what was making the noise was you! You were singing your own little aria all by yourself in your crib! You must have been about two.

So apparently, the little girl in the above photo was a power belter. Yeah, that makes sense. 🙂

What doesn’t make sense? Why was I playing with the top of a ricotta cheese container? Seriously, why? 🙂