S: Rebecca's Life From Birth to 11 years
FC: Rebecca's Life From Birth to 12 Years written by Rebecca Demaree
1: Rebecca Demaree Birth Date: March 15, 2000 Where: Littleton, Colorado My family: My family is the best group of people there could ever be. A caring Mother and Father, a loving sister, and a sweet brother. My sister, Sarah, is two years older than me, and has two more years of achievements. I seek her for advise, and lookup to her always. We may get in fights from time to time, but she will always be the best sister anyone could ever have. My brother, Sebastian, is adopted and three years younger than me. Crazy at times, loving and sweet the rest of the time. Even though he is adopted, there is no difference, family is family. I love my parents beyond anyone or anything else in the world. They're filled to the brim with years of wisdom, kindness, and experience. I also love my grandparents dearly, forever and ever. | I hope to cherish this book for ever and ever, to go to it if I ever miss my family or if I'm down in the dumps.
2: The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together. ~Erma Bombeck | I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich. ~Dan Wilcox and Thad Mumford, "Identity Crisis," M*A*S*H | Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family. Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one. ~Jane Howard
3: This is my family as of 2011 | mom and dad | Granny and grandpa | Sarah | Grandma and Papa | Sebastian | My BFF Leah
5: Birth | I think, at a child's birth, if a mother could ask a fairy godmother to endow it with the most useful gift, that gift should be curiosity. -Eleanor Roosevelt
6: my mom | my dad | my sister | Me | This is my family holding me when I was born.
7: 1 year old!
8: Two years old
9: Three Years old | Max
10: Four Years Old | Sarah's 6th party
11: Five years Old
12: Six Years Old
13: Seven Years Old
14: Nine Years Old
15: Ten Years Old
18: Right now I'm not even one fifth of the way through life's journey. There are many more pages to be turned. The career I pick, marriage, hobbies friends college, high school, and being a kid at CMS. These first eleven years have been a lot of twists and turns, and there are many more to come. there are millions of more reasons for who I am, the path I take, and why god gave me life.