Not Playing Fair

Angelica - 10 years old - May 2007Look at these pictures!  Aren’t they amazing?!?  I mean, maybe only I think that ’cause they are my kids, but seriously, they are pretty good for “school” pictures…….aren’t they?

Usually, with the pictures that we get home from the school, it’s a giant crap shoot as to whether or not they are actually going to be good pictures or not.

This year we took the regular school photo’s in September or October, and then about a month ago the kids came home with another form for more school pictures. 

I have to admit that I was a little annoyed.   I’ve never been to a school that did school pictures twice in one year, and while I can appreciate that kids change and grow so fast, and that they do look different – sometimes – from the beginning of the year to the end of the year……..all I could think was “money grab.”

It turns out that I wasn’t that far off.

Alexandra - 8 years old - May 2007

This was a fundraiser for the school.  It would have been nice had a notice come home explaining what the deal was, and maybe even the fact that this was a professional photographer doing the pics, and not some person who sees way too many “little brats” in the course of the day to really care if their hair is sticking out all over the place, and they have a giant piecs of lunch wedged in their front teeth, and their shirt has water stains on it from where they were “washing” their hands (and the rest of the washroom – it looks like)…..not that I would have ever really experienced anything like this particular scenario………

Any way, the day of the school pictures, I didn’t even try to do anything with my kids.  Told them to pick up whatever sort of clean clothes they could find off the floor of their bedrooms, and if they weren’t too dirty , then to throw they on.  I think I yelled at least twice for them to brush their teeth, although seeing as I didn’t march them into the bathroom personally – they just assumed that I was joking, and I don’t think it got done.  Looking at the pictures, I think that the girls brushed their hair that morning, although you can’t always tell with Xan…..at least in the pony tails, you can’t tell how greasy Geli’s hair is.  Aren’t I the picture of a perfect mom?  Dirty clothes, Greasy Hair, and no teeth brushed…….sweet!

Jeremy - 6 years old - May 2007Then the pictures came home, and I was shocked.  Despite my lack of grooming, the pictures are so sweet.

Although I do think that Jeremy’s head is cocked over a little to far to the right – they are still amazing pictures.  Xan just about ALWAYS takes a good picture, so I wasn’t really shocked when I saw hers.  Jeremy’s wasn’t too bad either.  I will admit that I’d have loved to see Geli smiling a bit more, but she usually has such a hard time taking really good pictures that I was THRILLED with this one of her.

The deal with the school is that they got 1 dollar for each child they took a picture of.  Then the company developed the photos, chose the best one.  DEVELOPED and SENT HOME 6 sheets of varying sizes and types of the photo, AND once you’ve got those cute pictures in your grubby little fingers (although I’m starting to swell, and so mine are not as little as I’d like them to be) it’s awfully hard to refuse them. 

Sneaky, Sneaky photography company.

It was $37 for the package of 6 sheets, or $14 per sheet.  Obviously it was cheaper to get the package, but I really didn’t want to pay over $100 for some pictures of my kids no matter how nice they were.

I did however, take one sheet of each of them WAY OVERPRICED at $14 and got two “3 x 5″‘s and eight “1 x 2″s or whatever the little tiny size is.

If even only a handful of the parents did this, then that photography studio is making a killing.  It annoys me that I was sucked into their little scheme.   Oh well!  Cute pics!  Now I just have to get over it!

Fun Times with Papa

Dad and J goofing aroundWe had breakfast with my parents yesterday. 

Jon was still wokring at the conference.  It was his last day, and to be quite honest with you – I was on my last nerve.  The kids had started bickering quite a bit on Thursday, and had moved into full blown fighting on Friday, and well…..I didn’t really have much hope that Saturday would be fabulous.  Jon had taken Xandra with him to be the “Soundman’s Helper”. 

Dad and J as a walrusI remember going to “help” my dad play golf.  I’m really sure that he didn’t need the “help” from me, but those are some of the best memories I have…..getting up really, really early, and going with dad for the super long drive up to Squamish or wherever else they’d go, and walking around the course.  I remember washing the balls a million times, and getting to stop after the first nine holes so we could get a snack, and attempting to drag the golf bag around, and being super quick with a new tee when they’d wreck the one they had been using, or even getting a new ball from the bag when they wacked it too far in to the trees or into the pond.

Any way, so Jon took Xan, and at least that meant that I only had to referee between two, and not three.  As it turns out, it was the wrong two.  For some reason, Gelica and Jeremy fight………..and fight, and fight , and fight…….it never seems to end.  The Friday night, Jon had taken Geli to help out, and Xan and J got along so perfectly.  Maybe it’s just Xan…..she seems to be able to get along with anyone.  Oh well!  So, I got a hold of my parents, and they hadn’t left to go in to see Chris, yet. 

We met up at the Ricky’s in Walnut Grove, and had a really nice breakfast.  This is my favorite picture of J and Dad.  Dad looks so happy, and relaxed.  It’s nice to see him like this.  He carries quite a bit of the stress of everything that’s going on right now.  It’s nice to get those little moments when you can forget about “things” for just a second and just “be in the moment”.

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