Lisa

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My cousin Lisa was born when I was a spritely eight years old.  I was terribly excited that there was finally another girl in the family on my mom's side.  Even better, my aunt named her one of my favorite names:  Lisa, AND it turned out that she was born with cute fuzzy red hair, that grew into amazing bright red hair and later stunning auburn hair.  I had always wanted red hair, and sort of lived vicariously through my cousin.  (I'm not so sure she always liked her hair, but I would have traded for it any day, and still would).  

My cousin Lisa was my special project as a child.  I was at that perfect age of wanting to play with and pretend to take care of little kids when she was a little kid.  I was constantly in her sweet infant and toddler face, overwhelming her.  (With her curly red pigtails, she was seriously the cutest toddler you'll ever meet). Lisa was the first person I babysat (which meant I did a lot of mean bossing around when her mother wasn't around).  

Lisa is wicked smart, amazingly kind, and absolutely hilarious.  I laughed so much when she came to visit.  She's also remarkably forgiving, and never mentions all the torturous things I put her through during her early childhood.  

I've been looking for some of the pictures I took of her when she was a toddler for my photography 4-H project, but I haven't been able to locate them.  They might be in North Dakota.  Stay tuned.  I'm going to North Dakota at the end of this week!

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