By the title of my post, you can already guess that Goodnight was speaking to me, right? And you can probably guess that she completed her sentence with something witty.
She’s a pixie, that teenager!
“Grammy, you’re the cake, but I’m the frosting. You’re the package, but I’m the bow.”
I don’t think she’s putting me down, nor do I believe it’s vanity. I just think it’s her playful side poking through as a result of the summer Happy-Photo-of-the Day Project I assigned her.
She has a busy summer schedule. She is volunteering at a summer program for her younger schoolmates at her (now) former school. This is her third year volunteering for that program.
But . . . when she is home for the day, she disappears to her room for a while. It’s quiet up there as she looks about and stages a happy photo to shoot.
She decided to take pictures of herself. I didn’t set that as a parameter, but it met my criteria for her project. At the end of each week, she transfers her photos to a file for a PowerPoint presentation at the end of the summer. When she presents it to me, we will dim the lights, make some popcorn, and have an old-fashioned slide show but with updated technology. (Anyone remember those? Remember having to cock your head at an unnatural angle because a slide was in upside-down?)
I’m not going to take too many liberties with her pix, but when she bounced down the stairs last night to ‘turn in her assignment’, I loved it! It made me smile for so many reasons. The look on her face of indecision about a nail color, thought feigned, is characteristically natural and it is about all the stress I want her to have for a while.
One interesting thing I’ve noticed in her pix so far is that her arm barely perceptible as she reaches out to hold her camera and take the picture.
If I’m the cake and she’s the frosting, it’s just her way of assuring me that she makes my life better.
I concur.
Awwwww… Great photo! And I love her cake/frosting and package/bow words. GN almost makes me wish that I had a young person living with me again. They add so much spice (and/or frosting) to life.
Your last post was a good motivation for me to get my act together for my kids. I didn’t do a nice, organized job of keeping important things from their childhoods. But I do have a lot of photos, along with a baby book that needs to be finished. I’ve been meaning to make them each photo albums of their lives. Oh, after waiting so long, that sounds like a lot of work…
I should be prepping for a party, but this post grabbed me. Have a great weekend, and tell GN I love love LOVE her photo!
Carol: My attitude about the organization and memory keeping has always been this: As a mother, I could decide what I had time to do, but as the stand-in, I was acting on behalf of my daughter and had to put my own decisions aside for GN’s sake. Since Angel had already set the pattern for the file box, it was clearly laid out for me.
Great picture- look at the concentration! Feigned or otherwise it looks real. Hopefully as the weeks go by she will let you publish more
So are you saying this photo was taken manually with her right hand doing the ‘clicking’ and not by time delay? I wonder how many she took before she got the angle right ?
Take care
Cathy
Cathy: I like the concentraton, too. It’s so typicla of her. Yes, she took the photo manually with her right hand out of sight. I’m not sure how many she deletes before she shows me the final product, but her camera allows her to see what she’s taking.