Nothing sums up life in the Faherty household quite as well as the following…My friends, feast your eyes upon Joe’s first grade school picture.
His sixth year will go down in history as the year that picture retake day coincided with “pajama day”. I will forever hold the memory of adamantly instructing him over and over and over again that he was under NO CIRCUMSTANCES to remove his blue chambray button down shirt from Crewcuts until AFTER the picture was taken. This will be remembered as the year that my mommy instincts told me that shirt was coming off the minute the classroom door snapped closed behind me. Spiderman always wins, doesn’t he?
Our usual familial chaos caused us to miss the first photo day. The picture you are looking at was our one and only shot at recording him in his 6-year-old glory. Yet, something about it screams, Look! You’ve captured my essence! Is it the crazed look in his eyes, paired with the fake smile aimed at showcasing his newly missing tooth? No, I think not. The entire photo showcases Joe and his fantastic sense of self. His smile is confident. He feels cool. He’s making eye (camera) contact…a rare thing for Joe. He clearly felt good when the photographer snapped this bound-to-become Faherty folklore shot. He hasn’t been tainted by self-doubt and remains blissfully clueless to the humor. He simply feels invincible in this photograph. I can see it written all over his face.
He exited the bus on picture day happy as a clam. You see, I had let go of my need to control the minutiae of life and let Joe pick the background of his 1st grade picture. Laser beams aren’t generally my style. At all. Laser beams paired with cheesy Spiderman pajamas is my worst nightmare. “Don’t worry, Mom” he said, “The picture people thought it was really cool!” I bet they did, Joe. I bet they did.
You know what, buddy? I think it’s really cool too. There will be no better record of your 6th year of life. I love you and your Spiderman jammies. Don’t grow up too soon, my little boy.