Taking blog photos is always interesting. Wait, did I write “interesting”? Because I mean “mortifying”. The act itself is embarrassing enough (I think my neighbours think I’m a whackadoodle … which is probably not that far off, actually), but then there is my entourage. I use that term loosely, obviously; I’m referring to my kids. Miss T is still too young to cause much of a commotion, but her brother’s got her back – he creates enough commotion for two kids. Two kids and a hyena. A very angry hyena.
Which means I usually end up with at least one photo that looks like this:
I’m trying not to read too much into it (and failing), but my son loves asking to have his photo taken – while doing random things. To wit:
In case you’re confused, he is reading a “book”. Better known as an IKEA storage box. Apparently, it was a very good story – by the sounds of it, loosely based on the narrative pattern of The Giving Tree, and featuring his dad’s 1974 Beetle and Taylor Swift. This, by the way, describes 85% of stories he “reads”.
Sometimes, the outfit is the least interesting part of it all.