Yearbooks

Nothing signals the near end of the school year quite like receiving your yearbook. Holden and Emeline's yearbooks came home with them on Wednesday. As soon as Holden, hopped in the car he announced "I'm in there five times!". I guess kids still immediately scan every page hoping to see the image they see in the mirror every morning forever inked on the glossy paper. Being immortalized in your school's yearbook beyond the one "gimmie" class picture is almost like being famous. A story in your own tabloid magazine.

When we arrived home the kids sat for at least an hour pouring over the books, page after page, looking for friends, teachers being silly, the kid who blinked when the flash went off... anything unique and memorable. That's what yearbooks are for after all.



By the way... Holden's been moved up to six appearances. Emeline stands at three. Look out for the paparazzi mob!



Who wants a two-year old's grimey fingers on their brand new fancy-shmancy yearbook... not Holden and Emeline. Owen had to get his own "yearbook" so he could sit on the couch just like his brother and sister. I couldn't leave him out...