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| Photo Credit: Grace Home School Association |
It’s senior year for my son and the days are starting to fly by. I received a reminder email from his school before Christmas break that read, “If you want your child’s photo in the yearbook, photos must be taken by January 7th.”
We scheduled
the appointment with days to spare. I instructed my son to think about what he
wanted to wear for the photos. The studio said to wear/bring a dress-up outfit,
it was a requirement from the school.
The morning
of the photo appointment I asked my son if he had selected something to wear.
His response was, “something like that.”
I left to
take care of errands. When I returned hours later, my son was asleep and it was
almost time to leave for his appointment. I leaped into panic overdrive. Here’s
how my son said the situation evolved.
“Get up and
get ready, just put anything on.”
Once he was
dressed, he claimed I said, “Don’t wear that it doesn’t look right. Make sure
you have a belt on. What shoes are you going to wear? Hurry up it’s 1:59, we
have to leave at 2:00.”
I don’t
remember saying any of that, but I was frazzled. My son had all morning to get
prepared and I wanted to be on time. We arrived in the nick of time. The
photographer invited me into the room while she took the photos. I watched from
my chair in the back of the room as the photographer positioned my son for
different poses.
“Tilt your
chin down and give me a smile,” she said.
I felt
myself smiling from my spot in the background, but my son barely curved his lips.
The photo shoot ended and we headed home, more relaxed. We were both glad photo
day was behind us.
We received
the photo proofs in the mail a couple of weeks later. The photos looked great,
no signs of the frazzled day of preparation.
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