Although the BOY wouldn’t let me cook him breakfast on his first day of law school, he did agree to let me take a picture of him. This has been a tradition in my family since we were young. We have hundreds of photos of my brother and I beginning kindergarten, high school, college, etc. In each picture, there are the changing clothes and hairstyles and backpacks filled to the rim with school supplies (initially crayons and markers and eventually large text books). These pictures share that look of excitement with a hint of nervousness anticipating what the next year will hold. Lucky for you, many of these pictures are in photo albums before the days of digital or this would be quite a long post.
Growing up, I hated posing for pictures on the driveway and then having my mom follow me to the bus stop with the camera. I’m sure I even made that quite clear a few times. But now looking back, these are fun memories to have and to share. I can visualize many of these pictures when I can’t remember the actual day. Like junior year when I turned 16 on the first day of school and drove the minivan with my mom in the passenger seat. I think I was wearing a red tank top over a white t-shirt and jean shorts. And somewhere is the picture of my first day of grad school clinicals. We had just gotten back from a family vacation. I was exhausted but felt so professional in my pressed khakis and pink button up shirt.
One of my favorite pictures is of my friend Jenny and I (with my brother hanging in the background) on the first day of kindergarten. I had this bright pink dress and a fuzzy yellow animal on my arm that was apparently a watch.
I had a few minutes at my parents yesterday so I went looking for these pictures. For time’s sake, I snapped photos of these old pictures, so the quality isn’t great, but you get the picture. This is the first day of kindergarten, which also happened to be my 5th birthday. I can’t believe that it was almost 25 years ago!
Even more fun is that Jenny and I are still friends all these years later! I also found these first day of school pictures, which I think are from 1st or 2nd grade…usually you can tell by the hairstyle and I was apparently growing out my bangs. I know that the bangs made a reappearance at some point again in junior high though.
I even carried on the tradition when my brother and I traveled to Australia. After two weeks of fun and traveling together, he was headed off to begin classes. I took this picture of him on his first day before I headed to the airport for the long flight home.
I have always been a huge picture person. I have thousands saved in albums throughout our house (and some stored in my parents basement) along with all the recent digital pictures take up space on my computer. These pictures capture tons of happy memories, like birthdays and graduations, and exciting times shared with family and friends. But there is nothing like that picture of the first day of school, whether you are a child starting kindergarten or an almost 30 year old heading off to catch the train for your first day of law school.
After all of those years of complaints on the drive and at the bus stop, I owe my P’s a big ‘I’m Sorry!’
Thanks for starting a fun tradition that will carry on with generations to come!