Remember the squeaky girls in high school who would frantically flip to the back of the yearbook -- as soon as it came out -- to find their name in the index and see how many times their picture appeared on a page?
Well today, they were out again in full force -- in their forties -- at my kid's "fourth grade" graduation. In our neighborhood, middle-school starts in fifth grade, so leaving "elementary" school has become a big deal. Err, well, a big deal to some, anyway.
Maybe your room mom, or your PTA, makes a video of the children at the end of the year. In our case, still pictures are made into a montage and set to tear-jerking country music, on a DVD. Today, the parents of the graduates were treated to a pretty darn long, "this is your kid's life" video. It began with our darlings in kindergarten and ended in fourth grade.
And the video was lovely. Truly lovely. Some of the mothers even sobbed. Of course, some children appeared in more pictures than others, but, meh, that's life (at least, it used to be).
After the video viewing, I stood out in front of the school with the other parents while we waited to cheer our exiting grads. For small talk's sake, I turned to a mother standing nearby and said, "Your daughter had some lovely pictures in the video."
"Thank you," said the mother. "But in that whole video, she was only in fifteen pictures. I counted."
So, I decided to give it a go with a father standing near me. "Your son sure looked handsome in that video," I said. "Mmph," he grumbled. "He sure wasn't in it very much."
Damn. Maybe these folks got majorly zucked in the Facebook IPO. That, or they really miss high school.
As for me and my house, glad to finally be grown-ups, we are now serving wine.
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