As my friends on Facebook well know, our family has a picture that is known as ‘The Unfortunate Wrinkle’. This picture has made many people laugh and/or blush over the years, but not many of you know the whole story behind it. So here I am, bearing it all on the blog and trying to save my reputation.
Cussing is not my thing. Yes, when my brother Shannon and I were little we would pretend to cuss while we were in the car waiting on mom to finish shopping at Big Star. But since our parents didn’t cuss AT ALL, we didn’t really have a ‘well-rounded’ vocabulary. So we made up words that sounded like gibberish and called it cussin’. We were precious children…
So, as I said, cussing is not my thing.
Fast Forward about 30 years and my middle child (Buster) was having a Thanksgiving feast at school. Students could dress as either a Pilgrim or a Native American for this day at school. Buster chose the Native American of course. I made a shirt that was beaded and fringed at the bottom and painted his tribal name on the front: Chief Red Britches. You see, he was wearing red shorts that day and I thought I was being oh so clever.
I got him dressed with the shirt, shorts and his headdress. He was so proud. He was regal.
He was Chief Red Britches.
When your child is THAT proud of how he/she looks and you MADE the costume, you naturally take a picture. So before school, I had him sit at the dining table and pose using his Native American persona. This picture really show his personality and I was thrilled with how it turned out. I emailed it to my mom of course. Because that is what one does when one feels proud.
…Pride cometh before the fall…
That same morning was Bible study Thursday. I was telling my friends how cute Buster had been all dressed up that morning. I pulled the picture up on my phone and passed it around AT BIBLE STUDY. I was very pleased with myself.
Until my friend said “I’m not seeing the R”.
“Oh, it says RED britches” I said thinking that she couldn’t see that R.
“No, I mean the other R.” she said laughing.
I got my phone from her with the intention of explaining it to her, bless her heart.
Then I saw it. The unfortunate wrinkle. It was there. Hiding the other R.
Now, one would think that it was just shot at a weird angle or perhaps folded because he was leaning up against the table…Right?
One would be wrong. I give you Exhibit B: