Röbbie’s mother sent over some fun pictures of Stefan and Röbert together as children and teenagers for our Friday night “slumber party” last week. I love this school photo of Stefan in ninth or tenth grade. I started calling Röbert “Play” after I saw Stefan as “Kid”. LOL.
What do you call that hair?
I wonder if he smelled as good in high school? Most high school boys smell like feet, but if anyone smelled good, I’ll bet Stefan did.
I don’t know why I have been rifling through my old photos lately. It is wonderful to look back and admire myself at all the ages and stages. It is funny, but I don’t think I ever was awkward.
I believe that I have shared this photo of Röbert before, taken back when he was still in grad school. He was kind of a hippy type, out to save the world, and with the worst taste in women, until I reformed him!
Ugh! The hoodie and the hair! But he was always as cute as a button!
I guess he did have a little bit of an awkward stage, LOL!
This is a picture of me at around the same time. I am several years younger than Röbby, so I look like a baby compared to him, I know. But I was a cool young coed, and sparks flew almost immediately.
I loved those earrings! It was before I knew about real jewelry, of course.
I wish I could go back and tell that young lady how wonderful her life would always be once she married this wonderful man. She knew it, naturally. She always did live a blessed life, but it would nice to hear it from her future self.