Yep, it's really me

Me, 3 years old, onstage at a Violin recital.  I think I must have been afraid of the reporter or something.  This is scanned from our local newspaper and cleared up a bit.

Nolan's Story

Tonight, Nolan had me write down a story he made up. Here it is:

There was a little boy and he appeared and floated away. Then the little boy it was like he was being mad. And then there was a little girl with a rope. And the little boy held the rope across the rocks but one rock was slippery and he fell in the water. Then he got up.