Recently, I asked my dad to scan and email me some old pictures of myself. He went all out and sent me a LOT of them. It was interesting to see them, because I always wonder about those things that are ingrained in us since birth vs. those things that change over the years. According to my dad, I was always stubborn and wanted my way - he sent me a picture of myself in a tutu that I loved so much I refused to let my parents take off, even when I was asleep! Some things really don't change.

But what has changed is my face. I don't recognize myself in those old pics. I try hard to see my features - my eyes, my nose, my smile. But they just don't seem to be there. Which is unlike at least two of my brothers, who have barely changed since they were born.

Anyway, just thought I would share how much I have changed over the years: