Yesterday was the perfect example of why I'm pretty sure this is going to be a really tough year. It was Ashton's yearbook pictures for her Senior year. Of course, we both know I will cry at every "first" or "last" that comes along the next year. I don't think either of expected her emotional meltdown during the photos though. Everything was going well. We picked out the outfits the day before. She did her hair and makeup just right and looked beautiful when she walked into the school. Then it came time to change outfits. Why would the high school not run the AC in the bathrooms in July in Texas??? Well, they don't so my child came out of that bathroom after the clothes change a dripping emotional mess. We had to stop the photos so she could run home and compose herself, dry her hair and reapply her makeup. I don't blame her for being upset. We probably should have rethought the idea of wearing her "State" SWEATSHIRT and jean in July in Texas. Lesson learned. No pics were taken in that outfit. When she returned, we went straight to cap and gown. That is where my emotional breakdown began. Oh to see her in that outfit just about sent me over the edge.
Here's to hoping I survive the next 9 months.
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