When I was a girl, nothing was funnier in Sunday morning cartoons than Calvin subverting the will of his parents and teachers, especially on school picture day. He put Crisco in his hair to make it shiny (and pliable). He made faces like these:
In fact, the second picture was my facebook profile picture a few months back, because I still found it so funny.
And, then came this fall's school pictures for my girls. Sarah announced she wanted to dress like a mime this year, with black beret and turtleneck, and black and white makeup. I was a little taken aback. In my experience, most thwarting by kids of school picture day was done in the early years. My baby brother Loren once cut his own hair the night before school picture and looked the next morning like a scalped former prisoner of war, albeit one in kindergarten. Cathy tattooed a penguin onto the center of her forehead the night before her first grade photos, which were coincidentally on September 11th, 2001.
Sarah, on the other hand, was thirteen this fall. She should have known better. I perhaps also should have known better after she told me about her mime idea. So, when her school pictures arrived, and she burst out laughing, I did, too. After a moment of silence.
Momma gets the last laugh, honey badger.