Twenty-five years ago today, Amby was born. She weighed 7 pounds and 1 ounce.
She had lots of black hair. The nurses at the hospital kept slicking her hair down, so I took her into the bathroom, washed her hair in the sink, and let it be natural. Then I took this picture of her in my hospital bed:She enjoyed swimming from a very early age:
She and her brother Zac have always been very best friends:
She is very artistic and creative. Many people do not know this, but she invented the colors plime, plint, and rosemotique.
Just really cute...
...and really fun. We both find humor in odd things, sometimes to the point of hysterical laughter, and have had unusually funny things happen to us. Sometimes people think we are weird. Maybe it's genetic.
One day, a very important person came into her life who would become the standard that no other person she dated could ever measure up to. That was Nathan.