At first I was thinking how strange it would feel to be the example model for this picture frame. Instead of just a few friends and relatives seeing your embarrassing school photos, everyone shopping at Target could admire your personal evolution.
But then I noticed the third grade photo.
What the heck? There's no way that's the same kid. It's like, "Here's me in first grade, here's second grade, and here's the girl who followed us home from the grocery store. Mom says she smelled like pickles."
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