Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I'm a 2nd child, my Mom doesn't remember
I'm guessing it was a good day for walking and you'd known it might be special if there was cake or ice-cream and candles. Picked the best day to get on your feet.

I don't think I can really remember the day. I am just guessing what might have urged me to get up off my ass and start walking. She said I never crawled around. Where ever she sat me down I stayed. Until that day.

Birth order pyschology is interesting. My brother who I affectionately refer to as jitterbug is the middle child. He is the philosopher in our family.