getting Lucy's first professional picture taken. I'm not sure it should have been so complicated.
I had the boys dressed and ready for school at a record early time. Lucy was all dolled up in her dress, tights, adorable little bracelet she's never worn before...
Jeff got out of bed after a very late night at work and we drove the boys to school -- after scraping frost off our windshield on a beautiful southern California morning (post to come about that). I then realized I had forgotten my cell phone -- the very phone that had the coupon for the photo studio in my text messages. Ok, we have enough time... we'll just drive back home and grab my cell and then to the studio.
Got the phone.
Now, we have 45 minutes or so but, being the somewhat annoying perfectionist that I can uh sometimes be, I had decided that Lucy needs shoes to go with her dress (what mother wouldn't want that??) and realized much too late that she didn't have any that were dressy AND brown. And after the hair massacre (read previous post), she could use a cute dressy barrette too. Hey, we're going to the mall anyway, we'll just get those there, right?
Brown, silver or gold shoes in a size 4 and dressy hair clips were no where to be found in Macy's, Brook's shoes, Baby Gap, Pumpkin Patch, Gymboree, J.C. Penney or Sears. Nor could we snag any at one of the (seemingly) hundreds of kiosks. But if you want a shammy cloth thing or hair extensions or -- dare I say it -- facial threading, you'd be all hooked up.
Ok, back to the story. So I run around like a mad woman trying to find the elusive shoe/barrette combo. I ask Jeff what time it is and guess what...
It was appointment time.
At this point I was annoyed and sweaty from running the mall back and forth for 45 minutes. So what did we do?
After trying to hide the non-matching shoes in every pose the photographer would put Lucy in, I did what any mom with an adorable (even without a barrette) little girl would do. I pulled the shoes off... I pulled the tights off... and I plopped her back down barefoot. Hey, we live in California... she can pull that off, right?
Here's the result.
Look at those adorable toes!