School Picture Day

It was school picture day today for my daughter. I admit that it kind of caught me by surprise. I remember getting the order form last week and once again wondering why they can't have a package of just what I want. But I put it down and forgot about it. I don't remember getting the reminder. I can only assume that my worse half emptied her folder and didn't show it to me. So I was blissfully unaware of the status of today when daddy woke up B this morning.

Daddy thought that he was being helpful, he had picked out a perfectly respectable outfit and presented it to her. You would have thought that he had done something unthinkable from her response. She declared loudly that it was school picture day and she had to dress up for it. Those of you who know me even a little bit know that I am not a morning person. But now I have to deal with the morning. I am up and finding out if it really was school picture day. Yikes it is!

She is in her room picking out a beautiful spring dress with no sleeves. Luckily she also picks out a lovely pink jacket like top to go with it. She finishes the outfit with pink pants and white socks. This is the fall picture day and they only take head shots as opposed to the spring full body shots. Okay if she wants to wear pants under her dress I'll let her. At least they match color wise.

I think we got this. She has a nice outfit, I find the order sheet and fill it out. Yikes! $44.00 for the package that has the print sizes I want as well as the DVD. I pick up the brush to brush her hair and she turns around.

There screaming at me is a huge missing chunk of her hair! Deep breath mommy, it isn't going to help if you scream I think to myself. Okay so I calmly ask, "B, did you cut your hair?" She realizes that she has been busted and comes up with a reply way to quickly. "My imaginary friend did it!"

We have had to deal with her imaginary friend before and we have told her that she will be the one punished for what her imaginary friend does. Right now the only thing I can think of is that she is not allowed to play with her "friend" anymore. Of course B knows we are not pleased and starts to cry. I assess the hair and think I can hide it if I give her a ponytail. Victory! It works.

Before she let for school I hugged my sobbing little girl for a long time. I can't get to mad, I know I did this when I was a child. I think it is safe to say that I did it more than once. Though I almost always went for the bangs not the back of my hair. She finally calmed down and finished getting ready for school. This is one school picture day that I won't soon forget.