My Mom just sent me this picture. Obviously taken Easter morning, maybe in '83? Many of my childhood memories have this tone. All 3 of us girls and Mom dressed up pretty, usually matching, to celebrate something or other and we loved it. As a child, feeling part of this clan, and looking the part, was so comforting and strengthening. It wasn't until we hit our pre-teen years that we started to rebel against matchy-matchy. Thanks Mom, for all the work that went into getting us 3 together that morning, AND look how pretty you are!!