I don't like to play games that I can't win.
I'm a real "sport" like that.
That is why I am a swimmer instead of a racquetball player. If you beat me at racquetball (as if) I'd likely get all John McEnroe on you and hit you with the racquet.
Good sportsmanship? Not so much.
So when I saw the "Worst School Photo Contest" going on over at Petroville I entered because I felt like I had a sure thing.
Some of you have already seen it here, but this is my school photo from third grade:
The results are in at Petroville and it turns out I am a big, fat loser. Contestant number 4 whooped my hiney. Here she is ladies and gentlemen, contestant number four...
I think it was the tall bangs that beat me. She won the contest fair and square with those bangs of hers.
I am going to be a good sport about this today.
This ONE TIME. (Don't get any big ideas.)
As a third grader I was OBSESSED with Little House on the Prairie. I read all the books, I watched all the shows, and I practiced saying, "Aw, Paw."
I loved it.
To save money, my working mom made all my clothes herself. In her "free" time.
(Free time? Moms have free time?)
My mom made the Little House on the Prairie outfit for me so that I could fulfill my 1875 wanna-be fantasies.
As a mother myself now I look back at this and am certain that every stitch was sewn with love. The same love that taught me to read, encouraged my imagination and introduced me to Laura Ingalls Wilder and other authors.
My mom made this costume for me simply because she knew I would like it.
Of course, I was thrilled!
Oh, great outfit of wonder!
I'm wearing this bad boy to third grade picture day!
Step OFF Melissa Sue Gilbert!
Who's Half Pint now?
My love of fiction, imagination and the world of make-believe are all captured in this school photo. Even better, the photo captures a moment in time that serves as a lasting illustration of the love my mother has routinely demonstrated for me throughout my life so far.
So I've decided that this bonnet photo is actually The Greatest School Photo Ever Taken...
...and I'm making myself a First Place certificate.