It will be worth something one day.
Right now, though, I will be blowing it up as big as I can before it starts to lose its perfection and I will be hanging it in my son’s room as a reminder of why he is off of sugar this week (He choose no sugar for a week over no screens for a weekâ€”wise choice, if you ask me. The girls disagreed. They’d rather have the sugar, because they are crazy people.) and how he managed to ruin the only thing I asked of my family for Mother’s Day: 45 minutes to do an outdoor shoot.
Someoneâ€”I’m not naming any namesâ€”decided that getting touched by girls was unacceptable and warranted actual tears.
“We’re not GIRLS, Josh. We’re SISTERS. There’s a difference, you know.”
Apparently, he did not know.
He does now.