I guess you could already tell though, couldn't you? *Grin*
Pink and I go back a loooong way! By my third birthday, everything had to be pink. That was my favorite color, and everyone who talked to me quickly found that out!
My mom decorated my room in pink for me:
Somewhere along the line, I "grew out" of pink. It was no longer necessary that every thing be pink. It wasn't a "cool" color when I was a teenager. Of course, it's very popular now, but it wasn't in the 90's!
And now, well, I think you might have guessed that Pink and I have become friends again. I'm not going back to my 3-year-old-everything-has-to-be-pink attitude, but pink is such a soft, sweet, feminine color! In a day when feminity is cast aside, I'm proud to say that I love the color pink!
While I was looking through my pictures, I saw this one, which has nothing to do with pink, and couldn't help but scan it in as well. My great grandma is holding me, and my great grandpa is sitting behind her. I love this picture! I was just two years old here.