A mother gets sentimental

My darling Sharon turns 47 today. How old does that make me feel!!!!!

Forgive a mother's bragging.......

I am so proud of her. She sent me her latest photo.

I decided to find one of me at the same age. It took a bit of searching through my old albums but I found one of me at 47 though not looking as glam - I'm eating spaghetti in Talinn, Estonia.

I know she doesn't like this one (though I do) because of her, as she says, 'pudding-basin hair'. But mums are allowed to get sentimental. Most of the photos I took when the children were young have no date on them so I'm guessing here, but I think she's about 7 or 8.  

This is one of my favourite photos of the two of us when Sharon was about 11. 

And here she is at 17 dressed for her Year 12 ball. I admired her because she chose to wear this velvet dress that had come from England for my mum in the 1930s, instead of the satin, big-shouldered, frou-frou ones that were all the rage in 1988. It fitted her perfectly.

With sister Kate a couple of years ago....

... and when she visited Encounter Bay recently. 

So, happy birthday sweetheart. Wish I could be in Perth with you to celebrate.