I’ve been going through piles of my mom’s old photographs, and I’ve discovered that cheesy Polaroids from the 70s bring me a disproportionate amount of joy. Thought I’d share this one from Easter in 1978. I would have been three years old. Note the faux wood panelling, and those stylin’ curtains. Also, looking at this photo I just realized, I still have that basket, and have even used it for Easter for the kids. Ha.