Here is a TBT picture from some time in 1989.
My sister, the Blonde’s, baptism.
That’s her in the white.
I’m in the collared dress.
And our family friend Louisa is holding up my sister.
All I remember of the day is getting admonished for either sticking my hand in the baptismal fountain or running up and down the aisle.
The only other picture of me from that day where I am not running around is this one:
Explains so much, right?