A sweet picture of my sister Martha Lou as a baby.
Her two older sisters, Betty Rose and Jean Marie, would have been 4 and 3 years old. I picture them at the kitchen table not too far away eating and talking and spilling and crying — all the normal noises of a house with very small children in it. And I see wood floor with a linoleum “rug” on it, and that the ceiling is high, so there wouldn’t have been much to muffle the sound — so it’s probably pretty loud in the room. But I guess noise is a constant most of the time in a house with three very small residents, so the “normal din” probably wouldn’t have kept the baby from falling aleep!
She was born in May (1933) and I’m guessing she’s not a year old yet here. Which would mean this could be in early springtime — maybe about this time of year — March. If it was weather like we’re having right now, it would have still been chilly outside, and houses weren’t very well insulated then, so maybe after Mama was done feeding Martha Lou, she moved her high chair over by the warmth of the stove, and Martha Lou, with her tummy full and now toasty warm, promptly fell asleep!
I talked to ML today and told her I had posted this picture. She said, “Oh, the one with jam on my face!” I hadn’t noticed that, but now I do think I can see some. It just makes the picture even sweeter.
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