Good Bad

At my house we appreciate a good bad school picture.  For me it was always the “Grump Bucket” picture from Kathy Brown’s Preschool.  I remember the day well.  I was three.  It was picture day.  Pastel patterned overalls.  Cindy Brady pigtails.  We’re outside and there’s a crowd of parents cheering and smiling for every flash of the camera.  I scan the audience and it’s a sea of strangers.  My mom has clearly dropped me off and made a break for the grocery store, or Humpty Dumpty Diapers.  I.  Am.  Mad.

And thus, a piece of family history is born.

My mom couldn’t believe the sour puss picture that showed-up several weeks later.  She didn’t like it at all.  No retakes.  But then it must have started to grow on her.  And now, it’s one of our all time favorites.

A week or so ago we got Jacob’s kindergarten portrait back.  This day and age, with digital photography, our expectations have been raised.  I’m all for a good bad picture— I mean honestly, I may have to be buried with the preschool ornament of Nate laying face down under a Christmas tree.  He’s wearing the Santa hat, but otherwise completely uncooperative.

But Jakey’s kindergarten picture is just well… weird?  Or is it growing on me?  It does give me a mad case of the giggles.  Especially when Jake and I try to reenact it.

Uh… precious memories courtesy of Lifetouch.