The smallest things do matter. I have a new found respect for those who preserve things. Recently i was chatting with my oldest cousin from my maternal side of the family, we both spent our early childhood together and used to tease each other (still do) so bad that sometimes i wanna choke the living Sh*T out of her. It's during one of those many teasing sessions that i got the name "Ko-Sho-Fo" (meaning "nothing goes to waste" in this case, FOOD), a name i've had to go by ever since then. Anyways, back to the chat...she told me she had some childhood pics of me and i was like "forward them to me," after a long wait she finally did. Hmmm......

That's me when i turned one. funny enough, she had pic of when my lil' brother turned 1. And that's where preservation comes in. now, I have never kept anything for 6 years but then again, i've never had a reason to because my mom's around. pay close attention to the next picture...

That's me at 7+ and my brother at 1. and does that nucca have my outfit on? i'm not even sure if it's mine. for all i know my great grandfather prolly wore it too. the best part though is that even though we are not expecting anymore children from momsy, the outfit is still in the house. i know i aint wearing it for my son sha, so if you want it feel free to place a bid. Anyways, i felt like showing off my baby pics and there's no better way to do it than incorporate it in a some topic.

This is for you rhea, for making fun of my pic.