The Small Person and I are back from our trip to L.A. It was wonderful!

I’ll write more later, but we had several firsts this weekend; some significant, some silly.

1. The Small Person went on her first plane ride – and loved it.

(Thanks to the book Aunt Diana sent that explained all the little noises and bumps.)

Here she is showing her bear the sights.

2. I saw a picture that had both my mother and me in it.

She wasn’t holding me, but my dad was and she was sitting right next to me. My Aunt Maya (whom I met this weekend said that my mom really wanted to take that picture even though she was feeling terrible.)

This is a picture of a picture – hence the poor image quality. And yes, that scrawny rat-like looking baby is me.



3. My Aunt Rufe gave me a diamond ring that used to belong to my mother.

I don’t have many things that were my mothers so it was really special to get something as significant as a diamond ring.

4. We missed our connecting flight from Houston to L.A. – by 3 minutes.

I’ve never missed a flight before, so it was a bit stressful, but it all worked out well.

5. I was frequently the tallest person in the room.

At 5’ 4” that doesn’t happen often.

This is a picture of me (on the right) with two of my many cousins.

6. The Small Person got her first treat from an ice cream truck.

Being the dedicated mother that I am, I actually chased the truck down the street in order to get it for her.



The Small Person got a orange push up – that was my favorite when I was little.

So, what is your favorite childhood icecream truck treat?