So I've seen this tag going around...it's basically when you tell about each year of your life, like, things you remember or know about it, or just like funny stories and such. Anyway, I thought this would be a fun thing to do, because I know some family members and friends that read this blog, and it would be kind of neat to get to know me a little bit.
So I know I'm only in ninth grade...so I obviously can't do all twelve years, but hopefully I can do them as I go, I mean, that's what blogs are for, right?
So of course, I don't remember much about birth, lol. But I was born in Indianapolis, Indiana at Community South hospital on April 16, 1996, seven pounds, five ounces, at 3:17 am. Whoa baby I totally can't believe I remembered all of that! OhMyGosh.. okay, anyways, yes, I was a really pretty baby as you'll be able to see in my lil baby picture. Oh, another thing I forgot to mention...I was a first child. Yes, I don't see why that matters, but I guess it does. So my parents got a cute little cottage house in Beech Grove. It was light blue with a traditional white fence, along with lots of colorful flowers. In my backyard I had a little swing set and a really big garden. As I said, I don't really remember much of this year, but preschool was my first year of actually going to school. So my parents got me into a private school. I remember being sooo excited to go to school. My mom came home with a big bag of a whole bunch of fun school supplies. I wanted a new backpack, but my school had certain bags that we had to use. So, anyways, I felt so proud that I had my own little seat at the school table and the play mat. Oh and also my own crayon box with all my little crayons in it on my own shelf with my name on it, along with my own little cubby hole where I put my hat and stuff. So one time I dropped my crayons all over the floor, and a little boy came over and picked them up for me. Now, I assume that I watched shows and stuff of guys doing stuff for their girlfriends, so I automatically called him my "boyfriend." I didn't treat him like a boyfriend at all, though! Haha. He was just kind of my best friend, but I called him boyfriend. I remember one day in my class when we all painted on big pieces of paper, and the teacher used my painting as an example of "excellent" artwork. Man, I remember coming home and being the happiest 3 year old ever. That was the one thing that I loved about school - art and coloring. One time they gave us these plain little books that we could make our own stories and illustrate the pictures. I drew a picture of myself being a little nurse, taking care the a patient. Apparently my favorite color was yellow (I still have the book) and I loved airplanes. I drew several pictures of my being a little pilot. Then we had our very first school group picture. And, being the tallest, I was standing up in the back, looking down at the girl in front of me during the picture. I was the only person not smiling! And during lunch everyday, there was this girl that sat next to me. I was always sooo jealous because she had a pretty little princess lunch box with vanilla cookies with really thick icing. I mean, she had this stuff every day! I would always feel so bad because I only had a little peanut butter and jelly sandwich and preztzels. I was also so jealous of this girl's clothes, because she always had the cutest jeans and shirts and shoes. And I would put together what I thought was a "cute" outfit, but my mom would say it looks ridiculous. LOL. At this time I also had my first birthday party, which of course I don't entirely remember, but I got tons and tons of toys. I had like twenty-five different baby dolls because I was really obsessed with the idea of being a little mommy. Even to this day I still have several. And I had yellow cake which I dug into with my fingers and stuffed into my mouth. I have soo many pictures of it! My whole face was yellow with cake. Haha and there was like my whole family from both sides, plus all of my parents friends were there, so I had sooo many presents and every second I was being held by somebody. Oh, and also this was the year (3) when I learned to count to ten. I went to school and told everybody that I could, and of course nobody believed me. Haha it was just those little moments where I was so proud that I could do something that no one else could do.
Sooo I can't really think of anything else that happened that year. More to come with Kindergarden!
I'll post my baby picture as soon as I get it scanned! (:
Hannah xoxo
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