Throwback Thursday

As I was composing a post-that-didn’t-happen for Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop yesterday, I came across these photos.

db mascot 1-22-2010 8-44-29 PM

When I was three, I was the mascot for my late sister, Rose’s, high school graduating class.

Although I’m sure my family considered this an honor, It’s easy to see that I was not happy about having my picture taken for the event .

And in this shot, you can actually see tears in my eyes.  (And, gosh, don’t I just look evil?)


(For good reason, the first picture in this post is the one that was chosen for the yearbook.)

One of my earliest memories is that of being called a “cry-baby”. Apparently, I was a fussy infant, and that began a trend. Once I started school and had to leave my mom, my crying career really took off. That caused the other children on the bus to begin teasing me, which just gave me more reason to cry.

Thankfully, I finally grew up, the tears didn’t come so easily,  and I realized that crying didn’t solve anything. Too bad it took so long for that to happen.

~These Days Of Mine~

18 responses to “Throwback Thursday

  1. Oh, I just want to dry those tears. My parents managed to get several photos of crybaby me back in the day. When our first daughter turned one, I had professional photographer photos. My favorite framed photos of her are three ovals: in the middle she’s smiling, on the left she’s serious, and on the far right she’s crying and tugging at the tied on bonnet I made her wear.

  2. Crybaby or not, you were and still are a gift and a joy!

  3. I didn’t cry much as a kid that I remember or as I got older, but I get teary pretty easy now.. strange. I don’t think you look evil!!! Your second picture makes me teary.. Ha!

  4. Oh my Mother’s heart melted when I saw your wee face – both pictures. Like Georgette, I just want to dry those tears. So precious.

    I love how all of your pictures these days with Marshall, Motor Man and Kitties there are always lots and lots of smiles – and maybe some happy tears.

    What a cutie pie!

  5. What sweet pictures, Dianna. You don’t look evil. 🙂

  6. I’m sorry, Dianna, but I think the “evil” picture is hilarious. You weren’t old enough to mask your feelings yet and you just wanted to get out of there! So CUTE.

  7. Not evil – teary – I just LOVE old(I mean-vintage) photos!

  8. Awww…….I can see “unhappy” in both these photos. You’re right though about crying not solving anything – one of those lessons we learn fairly early on……


  9. What amazes me is how you haven’t changed! Most people, me included, don’t look anything like our childhood pictures.

  10. Awww our Mummy once cried in front of the whole school when they were told they couldn’t have a class pet and people laughed at her so she never cried in front of anyone again!

    Even at a young age she was an animal lover!


  11. I hated school photos … especially the senior one 😉

  12. I never would have dreamed you were a cry baby. 🙂 Those were difficult days for you but fortunately—-they are in the past, right? You seem to be the opposite now!!!

  13. Awwww! You remind me of Margaret O’Brien in those photos. Does anyone remember Margaret O’Brien? She was the screen’s most beloved crybaby… and she too was adorable.

  14. Shirley Matthews Dunn

    I can relate, Dianna, I cried a lot when I was young too and made fun of. Then I was blessed with my Chuck and he made me feel good about my self. The Lord brings special people in our life for a reason. We are very blessed.

  15. Evil didn’t come to mind, I think you just look really sad.

  16. Oh, I don’t think you were a cry baby at all, just a sweet, sensitive little girl. And you’re still a sweet, sensitive person all grown up. I cried a lot too when I was little.

Waiting for your comment!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.