My aunt is getting ready to sell her house, and she recently came across a number of old photographs, including this one of me at around two or three:
My parents and I were both amused to note that, even at that young age, I’m wearing a t-shirt from my future alma mater. I have absolutely no memory of this, or in fact much of anything before my sister was born when I was four, but there I am all the same.
Very cute!
Err. Handsome. Very handsome.