Pictures of my kids

I hated being a cute kid. I thought people judged me by the first impression they got: pretty, cute, clean, whatever. I always considered it terribly unfair to those who weren't cute and to those who were cute who might actually have a brain or an opinion or something of more importance than physical attributes. It has been some relief to grow old and older-looking.

As a mother, I have learned that it is great to have cute children. What I never realized until now is that if one's children are far away on an adventure, if they are friendly, cute, nice, other people will take pictures of them and I will get to see them in a duct-tape boat at college or on top of a bus in Cameroon.