This morning, Jayna had her preschool Halloween parade. This entailed all of the parents showing up outside of the school, and the children marching out in their costumes, each holding onto a loop tied to a long rope, each end of which was held by a teacher. The costumed kiddos and their chaperones then took a little stroll up the sidewalk and back while most of the parents spilled out into the street and chased alongside the procession in order to shoot photographs of their little cherubs. (It was fascinating to me to watch these adults wander aimlessly and thoughtlessly out into traffic, and I was thankful that the cars they were blindly hurtling themselves in front of were driven by folks kind enough not to run them over.)
It was during this morning’s parade that I realized a stark difference between Jayna and Zan; Zan would make us think he might be able to hold his shit together prior the start of an event, and then fall apart as soon as it commenced (he burst into tears the moment the parade started when it was his first year at the same preschool, ditched the rope and wrapped himself around Mommy on the sidelines), while Jayna goes apeshit in advance (screaming and crying this morning that she didn’t want to go to school and didn’t want to wear her costume) and then acts like the event’s special guest star.
(On an unrelated note: someone recently complimented me on some of the photos that have appeared on this site, and was asking how we captured what they felt were some impressive shots. The truth is, some of the photos came out great of their own accord, while others required some serious massaging in Photoshop. The photo above falls into the latter group; here’s the original. I’m a self-taught Photoshopper, and I didn’t want to spend a whole lot of time tweaking this particular shot, so I know I did a rather ham-handed job of it, but at least it looks better … and this is why I so love digital photography; with film, when I shot a photo that was as poorly lit and as uncolorful as the original version of the image above, I had to live with it.)