May we see the baby, please?!

Some of the neighborhood girls came over to check me out:

Suburban Chicago, April 1959. My paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, holds me as the admiring girls from our street get excited by the prospect of a closer look.

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Suburban Chicago, April 1959. My crib is in the living room; you can see the funky curtains at the bay window. There's a goldfish bowl on the end table on the right, at the back of the image. Mom must want me to follow in her footsteps because there is a play phone in the crib.