Against all odds, I remembered this morning that today is Picture Day.
I wonder that the School Picture hasn’t gone the way of the Scratch ‘n’ Sniff t-shirt in an age where a teacher can just whip out her cell phone during class and upload, but apparently, there is still a market for generic photos of overdressed children.
They are hard to take seriously.
Even so, I pulled out the bots’ wedding outfits–buttondown shirts and nice pants. We attended a beautiful family wedding this past weekend and I took no pictures, so I figured I’d let Special EFX capture the bots’ Wedding Look.
But everyone knows you do your hair first.
Mbot’s coif was in its usual morning Harry Potter look-alike mode, so I dribbled a little water on it while he was rinsing toothpaste out of his mouth, and plugged in the blow dryer. He was excited about the blow dryer. He wanted to do his hair himself. I set the switch to “cool” and figured it’d be safe to go finish packing lunchboxes.
Silly me. I’d thought “cool” referred to temperature.
Several minutes later, the following conversation ensued over the sound of the blow dryer:
Gbot: “Mbot, are you done yet? Your hair looks completely perfect!”
Mbot: “I’m trying to make a Mohawk. Where’s the water, Gbot?”
Gbot: “I can get the water cup and fill it up!”
Gbot: “Here is the water!”
Mbot: “Okay, pour it on something!”
Gbot: “You mean your hair?”
Mbot: “No, a towel!”
Gbot: “I brought you the towel!”
Mbot: “Now, pour water on it!”
Then it was Gbot’s turn with the blowdryer.
Then, for some reason, perhaps because he likes playing with water, Gbot dampened his hair again.
But he didn’t realize the effect applying water would have.
Gbot: “Oh, my hair is back to curly! My fashion’s wearing off!”
Mbot: “I’m going to try to cool it outside.”
(Rushes out the front door to cool his hair.)
Mbot (rushing back inside): “Oh, I need to see if my fashion’s wearing off!”
(Disappears into bathroom.)
Mbot: “Oh! It’s not!”
They spent the ride to school discussing which world they were going to choose to have their picture taken in. These were their world choices:
I decided that DP140 was the lesser of the cheevils (cheesy evils), because, with the fanciful mushrooms and far-off castle, at least it didn’t look like it was trying to fool us into thinking it might be real. Mbot was very excited by the possibility of going into Mushroom World. Then I had to explain to the bots that they would not, in fact, be going into Mushroom World. The mushrooms would be added on a computer. They took it pretty well. Although, when we get the pictures back, Gbot, who preferred River World, might be disappointed to find that I sent him to Mushroom World instead.
When we hugged goodbye at school, Mbot was concerned that I not mess up his hair.
Mbot: “What if someone else messes it up?”
Me: “Then just say, ‘Hands off the ‘do, Dude!'”
Mbot: “I think I would feel a little bit foolish saying ‘Hands off the ‘do, Dude.'”
Me: “Then just ask them nicely not to touch your hair.”
And off they went, leaving me very glad I live in Bot World, and that it’s not just in my computer.