Yesterday was an absolutely beautiful day in Dallas, with warm sunshine and moderate temperatures. It was a perfect day for the park.
My boys have two very-best friends in the brotherhood of Logan and Ben. Their momma is a sweet friend of mine, and so the five-some we create when we all get together is heavenly. We took the boys to the park yesterday and they found a giant leaf pile underneath one of the giant trees.
After a few minutes of making the giant pile giant-er, they also found some help : a very obnoxious girl and her older (probably in her late 40s) mother. The mother found a broom lying near the rec center and started to use it to push more leaves into the kids' jumping pile. Pretty soon all four of our boys were playing in the giant leaf pile, and Kate and I were watching this mother and her determination in making the pile for the kids and instructing them in proper jumping. But it all got slightly weird when she pulled out her camera and took a ton of pictures. Of our kids. Without her kid in the picture. Being slightly sensitive to how images can be used improperly, I wondered aloud if we ought to ask her to stop -- after all, we didn't know her and why in the world would she need or want to take pictures of our kids? Is she going to blog about it? Put them in a scrapbook? Really?
At this point, Kate and I realized that all four of our boys were going to stay at the leaf pile and not return to the playground, so we headed over to a bench closer to the leaves. I took a few pictures with my own camera, and the woman walked over to me and started making comments about my camera. She told me about the nice camera she wished she'd brought with her, instead of the point and shoot she was using. She was an awkward person, and the conversation was awkward. As we were packing up to leave, she offered, "I have some great shots of your kids if you want me to email them to you. Well, not great, but good. After all I didn't have my big Canon and so I couldn't control the settings so the pictures aren't perfect but if you want them, I'll send them to you." I hesitantly agreed, and she started slapping her pockets. "I guess I left my business cards in the car, you'll have to come with me to my car." I was already roped in, so I followed her to her car, where she retrieved a business card and handed it to me. I put it in my pocket and thanked her (probably a little curtly, but I was annoyed) and started getting my kids into the car.
When I glanced at the business card, I realized that I probably should have been a little nicer. (Well, I should have anyway, but I really should have been more respectful...)
She's the acting mayor of our city.
Whoopsie!
My boys have two very-best friends in the brotherhood of Logan and Ben. Their momma is a sweet friend of mine, and so the five-some we create when we all get together is heavenly. We took the boys to the park yesterday and they found a giant leaf pile underneath one of the giant trees.
After a few minutes of making the giant pile giant-er, they also found some help : a very obnoxious girl and her older (probably in her late 40s) mother. The mother found a broom lying near the rec center and started to use it to push more leaves into the kids' jumping pile. Pretty soon all four of our boys were playing in the giant leaf pile, and Kate and I were watching this mother and her determination in making the pile for the kids and instructing them in proper jumping. But it all got slightly weird when she pulled out her camera and took a ton of pictures. Of our kids. Without her kid in the picture. Being slightly sensitive to how images can be used improperly, I wondered aloud if we ought to ask her to stop -- after all, we didn't know her and why in the world would she need or want to take pictures of our kids? Is she going to blog about it? Put them in a scrapbook? Really?
At this point, Kate and I realized that all four of our boys were going to stay at the leaf pile and not return to the playground, so we headed over to a bench closer to the leaves. I took a few pictures with my own camera, and the woman walked over to me and started making comments about my camera. She told me about the nice camera she wished she'd brought with her, instead of the point and shoot she was using. She was an awkward person, and the conversation was awkward. As we were packing up to leave, she offered, "I have some great shots of your kids if you want me to email them to you. Well, not great, but good. After all I didn't have my big Canon and so I couldn't control the settings so the pictures aren't perfect but if you want them, I'll send them to you." I hesitantly agreed, and she started slapping her pockets. "I guess I left my business cards in the car, you'll have to come with me to my car." I was already roped in, so I followed her to her car, where she retrieved a business card and handed it to me. I put it in my pocket and thanked her (probably a little curtly, but I was annoyed) and started getting my kids into the car.
When I glanced at the business card, I realized that I probably should have been a little nicer. (Well, I should have anyway, but I really should have been more respectful...)
She's the acting mayor of our city.
Whoopsie!
4 comments:
That's interesting! I also would have been a little concerned if some strange person was taking pictures of my kids. Of course this woman probably thought you knew who she was.
you remember that leadership comment she made about her daughter, it makes sense now
That is AMAZING!!!
still strange to me that she was taking their photos without asking you first.
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