Over the weekend, we battled the crowds and chaos to go to the mall and pick up “THE” Santa photo. As expected, I opened up the package and saw a very sullen face looking back at me. Santa was smiling, my son’s clothes looked nice, but my TBP’s face looked absolutely miserable. The past couple of days, I tried not to let it bother me. Who cares, right?!
I placed this year’s picture in the frame next to the others. Smiling and happy, Smiling and happy, and then bam…there it is NOT smiling and happy.
I tried to ignore it, but my son caught me looking at the photographic timeline.
“It’s okay, right?”
I couldn’t help myself…”Would you consider doing a retake?”
“Oh…I don’t know…”
“What if we went when it was during the day and it wasn’t crowded? We could try out the large candy canes again and I think if you remembered what to expect, that you would be more comfortable. What do you think?”
“Yes. I will try it again because I know it is important to you.”
At that point, I was feeling many feelings! I thought about hugging him and saying just forget it. It is fine. It tells a different story than other years, but that’s okay. I also felt relief because I really want a new picture and I experienced tremendous guilt for the same exact reason… I really want a new picture! I don’t want to give him the impression that he is “less than,” but I also know that parents every year take retakes of school pictures and probably don’t feel guilty…or do they?!
The plan is to go during the day this week. I will let you know how it goes…or if it even happens. Cross your fingers!
That is incredibly sweet of him to have such empathy for your feelings. Great kid!