Okay, i hate to brag, but I was a cute kid. (Well, maybe I don’t hate to brag, or per­haps it’s just that I’m hold­ing a cuter lit­tle sis­ter.) When I opened the mail­box today, I saw a CD mailer box and thought to myself “Oh, Austin’s par­ents must have sent another CD of pic­tures.” Then I looked at the return address and noticed it said Dad Vance (in Mom’s hand­writ­ing). I couldn’t help but chuckle when I opened the images. Most of the pho­tos that included me were utterly embar­rass­ing, but enter­tain­ing and evoca­tive nonethe­less. Here’s one of the images that actu­ally makes me pho­to­genic (Odds of a suc­cess­ful pic­ture are slim to none, so this is a rare treasure.)