It was picture day today. You know, that day when you make choices as a child and they are forever emblazoned in your memory and your mother, just to torture you, will display that picture for all to see. Mine is still in my parents’ house, right in their front hall. It’s me with an 80’s feathered bang look, a side pony tail and a bow that a Texas cheerleader would be jealous of! Oh, and just to be extra cruel to myself, I’m also wearing horizontal stripes. Now my sister will tell you that my style hasn’t changed much. But, then again, she’s been up all night for the last several weeks with her 6 month old baby, so who’s laughing now?! It may have been cruel of me not to correct my children’s fashion choices, but selfishly, I look forward to all these photos I will continue to display for many years. And this year’s photos will be doozies (well, ok, we did miss one bullet).
Here’s what I learned about allowing your children to select their clothes on picture day:
