Photo Inspiration: Is it a birthday party?

I love preserving old photos, especially those from my childhood.

If you're wondering, I'm the short girl in front wearing the blue bibs and the pink shirt. My hair is curly and short. Not a good look for me. Thank goodness the picture is mostly blurry and you can't see how truly horrible I looked in that particular hairdo.

I'm standing with my cousins and my little brother, Jason; he's the baby that's being held up by my cousin, Lee Ann. Next to me, standing a few inches taller, is my cousin Michael Todd. I have to put both names down because to many of us he's always been Todd. Yet, there are a fair number of people that call him Mike now. One of the perks of being a grown-up, I guess. Todd (fine, Mike) is six months older than me.

Me & Michael Todd in our younger years.

Back to the original photo...
Standing behind me is my cousin Tina. In the very back, hidden by her big sister, is my cousin Angie. On the end, in the purple shorts jumpsuit, is my cousin Tonya.

In the background I can see my Great-Grandma Spencer's curly white hair. On the cement porch area next to the house, I can see my Aunt Lorraine (Tonya and Tina's mom); she's the one sitting with the crossed legs. Behind her, my Aunt Linda and Uncle Mike (LeeAnn, Angie, and Todd's parents).

Underneath the table with the skirting and presents is the first dog I really remember. His name was Bipper. I posted a picture of him with my mom and brother awhile back.

Now, if I'm honest, I don't remember this day. I look at this photo and I imagine it was my birthday party. Yet, it's just as likely it was my brother BJ's party. My birthday is in July; his is in August. One pertinent observation (to my mind at least) is that the group photo was taken with me and not him. Therefore, I'm going to assume it was my birthday party...

I have one more picture from that event. Let's see if we can spot him wandering around somewhere...

Man, this photo is blurry, too. Here goes some guessing...

The woman in the pink tank top and jean shorts standing next to Grandma Spencer must be my Grandma Sherman (my dad's mom). Dad is the bare-bellied fellow standing with his arm on the back of the motorcycle. My Uncle Terri has joined his wife, my Aunt Lorraine.

Still no sign of my brother, BJ.

Also, whose dog was that sitting next to my Grandma Spencer? See him there between the lawn chairs? That's not Bipper. The colors are all wrong.

Let's just assume it was this curly haired girl's birthday...

That hair. Oh, my!!

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