by Lorraine Bartlett / Lorna Barrett / L.L. Bartlett
Sometimes all you need to cheer you up is a pretty picture. The picture to the right looks awfully pretty to me.
I grew up a tomboy wedged between brothers, never thinking I'd be enamored
by stuff like teacups, doilies, and flowers. I spent a lot of time growing up reading. My parents bought us some kind of "adventure" encyclopedia (2 volumes) and it told about wonderful places and people doing all kinds of wonderful things.
Did I turn into my mother?
Not exactly. She wasn't into teacups (although she was given a tea set by my maternal grandmother). Mum was a crafter who made
beautiful quilts, could knit up a storm, and was a good cook (but not a
great baker. Nope. She was missing that gene and usually used mixes for
cakes, etc.) She was also the nicest, most thoughtful person anyone ever knew.
Are you a transformed tomboy?