School pictures for preschoolers, for whatever reason, seemed ridiculous to me last year. And then we got the photos and they were pretty good. So much so that I was eagerly anticipating them this year. Time for photos came and went. I asked about them at the office and was assured they would happen. More time passed, and I had basically given up. Then one shiny Monday in early November, I happened to see a flyer announcing that they would be having school photos the following day.
I was so annoyed. Sean had been gone for the better part of a week, and I was frazzled. And here was yet another decision that had to be made quickly. I was in full on “get shit done” mode. I got clothes washed. I laid out outfits. I thought through all the questions I needed to verify with the school. I never actually *asked* the kids or Sean what they thought about it all.
Needless to say, everyone’s clothes changed to suit their own preferences. In a mad scramble and with an unclear understanding of how sibling photos were getting done, we sent them off to school. When I went to pick them up that afternoon, I got to look at the photos, and to my astonishment, they were great! Maya actually smiled instead of making any of her usual repertoire of goofy faces. The kids posed well together. Ian’s photos actually got done at the same time. It worked out perfectly.