http://revedecabane.com/?ower=come-funziona-iq-option&5cc=31 come funziona iq option It seems I was a little ambitious in my original “plan” for this series. Dedicating each month to a different year of my life en iyi ikili opsiyon firmaları seemed like a good idea, but already I’m seeing that this may not be as do-able as it sounded in theory. Maybe in the latter years of my life, when I was doing more…but at 4 years old, let’s just be honest…I dressed up and played with my toys and friends. Right? Stretching that out of 4 posts was…overly ambitious. So, perhaps the more logical thing to do is not put restrictions on what I post. Meaning, I’ll still try to go in the chronological order of my life, but not try to pin myself down to posting a certain age for a certain amount of time. If it takes one post or three, that’s just what it takes!! Besides, you don’t want me to post köp Viagra säkert just for the sake of posting, right? That’s no fun for anyone to read. So…all that to say…we’re moving on from 4-year-old me!
http://www.segway.fi/?kastoto=frage-bdswiss&9fa=6b Instead, we’re going to take a look at me over the next four years…from age 5-8. You’ll see me go from cute curls to…the curse that is naturally wavy hair. For me at least.
binäre optionen aktien Me at age 5. Still adorable with those little curly pigtails. Even the one that decided to go renegade just before picture time. Kindergarten…my favorite grade. My favorite teacher, Miss Carnathan I believe was her name. And the first time a boy sat next to me, looked me straight in the eye and said, “I’m gonna marry you.” Uh…no child, you are not.
http://www.cu.edu.lr/?iyr23=bonus-forex-no-deposit&3d0=7e Age 7…cut the hair, but the ringlet curl days are long gone. It’s all wave from here. Notice I’m never looking right at the camera? Always off to one side at least a little bit. This would be my last school picture from Tarver Rendon Elementary school in Mansfield, Texas. This was the last year we would live there before moving back to my hometown of Boerne. Bittersweet, really. I loved my life and my friends there and I was so sad to leave them. But better at that age than middle or high school. Yuck.
http://igreppidisilli.it/?2jis=adx-di%2B-di-nel-commercio-delle-opzioni-binarie&8a1=f3 Aren’t you glad I shared these with you?? Try to get that last image out of your head. Just try. Scarred for life, are ya??