We just got back from a quick holiday visit up to Orlando with my mom. It will be the only vacation the kids get with Grandma for the next few months, so we were happy to fight the traffic and tourists. We’re not really theme park people, and Orlando is just not our preferred destination. But it’s a halfway point to see Grandma, so we suck it up.
We’ve learned how to rock the teacher/senior/ex-military/Florida-resident deals, so getting through the door to any park doesn’t obliterate your budget. And then you are assaulted by the smiling photographers – group photo? I used to duck all of these guys, figuring I had my own camera, dammit. Why would I want to spend money for you to take a photo I can take myself?
As I’ve gotten
older wiser, I’ve realized that a group shot that contains everyone is a rare treasure. If you get them at the beginning of the day, most of you are smiling and you’re not drenched in soda, cotton candy, baby food, Shamu funk,
And buying photos is not relegated to theme parks. My all-time favorite photo happened in Vegas at one of those ice bars. You know, everything is made of ice, you have to rent special clothes for the “privilege” of buying an overpriced drink while freezing you ass off. But hey, it’s Vegas. So when the photo-guy came up and said “you guys are together, right?” to a bunch of drunk girls we were chatting with, we immediately replied “oh yeah!”. Mind you, I HAVE NO IDEA WHO THE 3 PEOPLE ON THE LEFT ARE. Really, we photo bombed our own photo.
This one is also a classic, it’s Grandma and the kids with their cousins. Matilda is on the far right, covered in Band-Aids that they commandeered from the back of the minivan. As you can see, she is pleased with this photo.
It’s only gotten to be more fun as the kids get older. Lane has started to play along with latest trend of photo shopping stuff into the photo. I was so proud that he was acting scared in this photo.
My drawer is filled with scenes from Pirates, Medieval Times, fairs, festivals, aquariums, and sea shores from near and far. I laugh every time I open it and take a look. It took years to convince Dear Hubby to do the old-timey photo shoot, but we did it at the South Florida Fair. And the funny thing is, I can still remember posing for one with my Mom and Dad on the boardwalk in Ocean City, Maryland. Yes, 30 some years ago.