Today was end-of-the-year chapel at my daughters’ school. Each class got up and either sang a song, performed a skit, or recited Scripture. There were, it seemed like hundreds, of mothers snapping dozens of pictures of their precious little ones and I (surprise, surprise) didn’t bring my camera.

So, I’m thinking one of two things:

A. I’m a little more choosey about what I’m gonna take pictures of. (How many pictures of our kids singing “Shout to the Lord” do we really need? And why do they always sing “Shout to the Lord,” and use sign-language with it? If they’re “shouting,” why do they need to use sign-language?)
B. I’m a bad mommy.
C. I’m a dimwit who didn’t even think about bringing my camera.
The answer’s actually C. I hope none of you said B.
Please tell me you’ve been there. You’re at one of your kids’ programs and you have no camera and have to beg one of the other mothers to first of all, take pictures of your child and secondly, get the pictures to  you somehow, which you never get (maybe a few years later they turn up).
Oh well, I missed it. Only two more weeks of school left. WOO HOO! I don’t know about you all, but I am so ready … until about mid-June when the girls are fighting like crazy and saying, “I’m bored,” “There’s nothing to do,” and “When is school gonna start again?”