The Terrible Catsafterme

Brad's Musings and Meanderings

random acts of quoting

"I also need some money for a treat, said the blonde." - Christi Adkins

6.jpgSo, you may be asking yourself, what exactly was Brad up to during the Spring months of 1972? Well, I was defintely too young to ingrain any of my shenanigans onto a readable section of my inner brain. But fortunately, my Mom kept a Sweet Baby Days keepsake and memory jogger. It indicates that in the March of 1972 I first began to sit steadily about and creep (doesn’t that ever sound sinister?). It also indicated that my top four teeth came in at six months. I was also packing on the weight as I am so fond of doing and hit 19lbs. 3oz. at the six-month mark.

Although Dad took some very beautiful, colorful photographs of me around this age which I already shared, he also snapped some artistic – yet rather dreary – black and white snapshots of me at the six-and-a-half month mark…and counting. 

6d.jpg

 My first impersonation of Stan Laurel

6c.jpg

 An amiable fella was I

6e.jpg

 Having a ball with my overturned Rack-o-Stack

6b.jpg

 Showing off my new upper pearly whites

6f.jpg

 Is it any wonder I learned to love a day in a big comfy bed?

6a.jpg

 The Rack-o-Stack rings frequently ended up on my head

6g.jpg

 Now that I have a mouth full of teeth, let the drooling commence

baby2.jpg

Mom and I compare fingers

6h.jpg

The strengthening of the legs, early May 1972

1972 will continue as relatives begin to get married

Leave a Reply