Every time I brought a new friend home, for some reason, my mother felt some strange need to pull out baby pictures to them. They weren't the most flattering pictures either. We're talking full-blown poodle perm pictures of the early 80's.
Now that I have my own children, I have just realized that I am just not that mean. But that doesn't mean I won't be holding on to certain pictures. Pictures that may come in handy in a few years. . . "miss curfew again and this shows up on your MySpace page". . .
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