When we were visiting my parents recently, my wife was looking through some family photo albums. Immediately she recognized her daughter in the baby pictures of her husband. I have to admit that sometimes looking at my daughter is a little bit like I have traveled back in time and am looking at my former self. It's downright spooky sometimes. To bring this spookiness to my blog audience, I have asked my mother to scan some photos of myself during my first birthday, which unfortunately involved no spontaneous singing of 60's pop hits that I know of. The resulting photos are downright eerie. Behold...
There I am with my one candle. Only thirty more since then.
Where have I seen that expression before? Hmm...
Oh yeah, there it is.
So of course I had to morph them together. Watch the mouth and nose.
Some of the head shape difference is a result of the angle of the shot, but mine was definitely more egg-shaped with a bigger forehead, less hair, and generally not as pretty. Still, stuff like this is pretty creepily fascinating.