I ran across a picture of me and my siblings the other day. I love this picture. We were spending the weekend at my grandmother's house and she always had lots of fun things for us to do.

I am not sure what was going on but knowing me I staged the scene. Yep that's me in the the borrowed stilettos and silly sombrero striking a pose. It's just one of hundreds of pictures where I look like the little orphaned mexican child. I'm sure that I made everyone else put hats on and hold books because, as usua, it was all about me.

It's funny how certain personality traits had already emerged. Even way back then I would go to any lengths to be the center of attention.