It’s interesting when the mini you starts looking like the grown-up you you’ll eventually become. It definitely happens. There’s a distinct point in your baby-photo album when that blob actually starts to be recognizable as you.

When I first saw this picture, my immediate reaction was, “What?! Is that what I really look like?” Cause that’s certainly my sister’s today face right next to me.

My following thought went something along the lines of, “Jesus, then I must be a cherub-cheeked half-Asian elfin.”

But mad props to my moms for the cool outfits. Go 80s.