Here is a photo of me when I was 5. It was the day of my fifth birthday and my mum had dressed me in a pink crochet dress. The crochet had stretched over the years, as it was originally created to fit me as a two year old.
My mum, bless her, had kept a number of clothes belonging to my sister and I and passed them on to me for miss BG. This is she wearing said pink dress.
It has stretched a bit and it’s missing a ribbon which was worn around the waist, but it’s cute to see her in something I remember wearing 
. As a little person, she loves dressing up in mum’s clothes (and shoes and makeup), and this was one thing she could wear which remotely fitted her.
I don’t remember what I was like at that age, and my parents are somewhat vague on the matter. Was I as headstrong, funny, needing to be cuddled, annoying, and lovable? I do look at her and wonder, how much of me is in her? She is a delightful puzzle and one I will continue to decipher…
OMG – so damn cute!
Yes, I know I am
It’s so interesting looking at your kids and wondering isn’t it?
I love the pic of you
Thank you! They are an infinite source of wonder, especially when you’ve told them them for the hundreth time not to d something, and yet they continue to do it
I love the model “leg cross over” stance of Miss BG. Posed for the camera before?
Anytime she sees a camera, she strikes a pose L(
i love how her clothes are just swept aside on the floor with abandon. You can just feel the excitement and agerness of trying something new on. I spy a house of kiki amonst the disgards. Fabulous shot!
Thanks! Yes, she was very quick to try on the dress, and when asked who her stylist is, she says “house of kiki”