Back to school is usually one of those times we get to show off what great parents we are- we dress them up in their clean and pressed outfits and bring them in carrying their brand new backpacks and lunch boxes. The kids look immaculate and so do we. Look at me world, I’m a great mom!
Brendan had his first day back to preschool today, and not completely lacking in social graces, I played the game. He went in in his new outfit and brand new Spiderman shoes with the obnoxious flashing red lights. I made sure I was presentable, and his brother was free of anything hanging out of his nose or pants. We made a pretty good picture overall.
It hit me as we stood on the steps of the little preschool that I’d forgotten my camera. The first day of school picture is one of those cheesy traditions that even I am not brave enough to buck. Every year I pull out the camera and take a photo as the child in question squirms uncomfortably and tells me to hurry up! Let’s go! They don’t like it now, but I know when they get older they will be grateful I took the time to line them up and make them smile under threats of missing Pokemon and video games gone AWOL if they don’t cooperate. Only today I failed, and we do not have that back to school pic.
Lucky for me, I have very little conscience where these things are concerned. I will take a pic tomorrow, eventually print it out, and carefully label the back of the “The First Day of School, K4 2007”.
I am not above lying to my children in order to preserve tradition, no matter how bad the cheese factor.