I got up and got myself ready as usual. Grabbed the boy child and got him ready and strapped him in his carseat and took off for the babysitter's and work. And then I get this text from Hubson.
"Today's picture day?"
To which my response was, "Oh bleeeeeeeeeeeeep." Only it wasn't a bleep if you know what I'm saying.
So instead of texting frantic instructions, I call Hubson and he puts me on speaker phone.
"Can you find the order form?"
"Yeah I have it right here."
"Ok, I want the pose with the shoulders, neck and head showing. Not the super close up of just her face or the sideways one."
"You want her shoulders showing?"
"Yes. Not the close up one. Or the sideways one. Those are weird. The one that's right side up and pulled out a little bit. I think it's pose one."
"Oh yeah. I see it. Okay."
"And make sure she wears a cute shirt. She can wear jeans or shorts or whatever on the bottom because it won't show but make sure the shirt is cute. And then pick whatever background color looks best with her shirt. Don't do a purple background with a lime green shirt or something."
"I'M WEARING MY CHERRY DRESS MOM!" (She yells from somewhere in the background.)
"Ok good. Do the red background then."
"Ok." (Hubson, the man of many words.)
"And let her take her hairbrush to school. ANNA! DO NOT SHARE YOUR HAIRBRUSH WITH ANYONE. If you share your hairbrush with someone you will catch LICE. Lice are little bugs that crawl around and lay EGGS ON YOUR HEAD. Do NOT share your hairbrush. EVER! What did I say?"
"Don't share my hairbrush with anyone..." (In her whiny pre-teen "whatever you say mom" voice.)
"Good. Oh! Write a check for the pictures."
"Which package?"
"The cheapest one that includes an 8x10."
"Uh...."
"I think it was like... $25. I don't know what letter it was. I don't have it in front of me."
"Yeah, $25. Okay."
"While you're at it, you might as well send the check for her Chess Club shirt too. She needs a YOUTH large. Make sure it's youth not adult."
"Alright."
Phew. Picture day, lice threats and chess club shirts all before 7:15 this morning. I feel like I need a nap already. Hopefully, just hopefully, if we're lucky, she will come home with a shirt that fits and we won't end up with a 3rd grade photo like this.
Also, THIS might be my favorite Google image search of all time. You're welcome.
