That reminds me of that Henry Wadsworth Longfellow poem that was shortened to a nursery rhyme, “There Was a Little Girl, Who Had a Little Curl, Right In the Middle of Her Forehead.” :

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Which doesn’t fit you at all, mind you – just the curl on the forehead part reminded me of that poem/nursery rhyme lol.

But then come to think of it, who does that poem/nursery rhyme fit, anyway, what exactly was so “horrid,” and what exactly is the moral lesson supposed to be? lol

That while playing, little girls shouldn’t stand on their heads, on their own beds, and “hooray” her heels (whatever that means)?

Why is that horrid – because she’s in a dress, standing on her head, or because of the noise she was making while doing it?

And long as her mother thought it was the boys playing “combat” and making noise upstairs, that was okay; but because she’s a girl making noise, that’s “horrid” and she was spanked?

Or was it because she didn’t come down for dinner, and she actually wasn’t playing, she was throwing a fit?

And they wonder why we women are so confused all the time about “proper” behavior.

I’ll leave you to now discuss this important philosophical argument amongst yourselves, or perhaps just leave, so that everyone can get back to congratulating you for your 1000 miles (congratulations again).

Either way, I’m off to stand on my head, on my own bed, and hooray my heels for New Year’s, hoping my little pointless diatribe at least gave you a smile, in the sort of way an eccentric aunt would?

Love you …

I think my hair is a bit crazy in this photograph

That is quite possibly the best picture of you I’ve ever seen – you sparkle and glow like a New Year’s firework!

Much love,

~Chrystal and Mark

PS – You know what I just now realized? Our first and last initials are the same as yours and Mr. C – MC and CC