Hey There Little Pilgrim!

The Little Pilgrim

This is one of those 'unhappy' pictures from my son's childhood. It was a little craft project made at pre-school to surprise the parents. It's actually in a popsicle stick frame. Anyway, Michael looked absolutely miserable. On the verge of tears. I remember when his teachers presented me with the gift, I was almost upset just seeing how miserable he looked. But after 26 years or so, it's one of those items I cherish. After all, he was probably only miserable for all of five minutes and I've had to cope with parenting for . . . oh, never mind! (That's a JOKE!)

But he certainly didn't enjoy being decked out in a construction paper hat and collar and made to stand up against that tree like he was in a perp walk. I think it's possible he may have been permanently warped by those five minutes! (I'm sure it's THEIR fault!) He still has a pilgrim complex to this day and has little affection for Thanksgiving. The boy doesn't even like pumpkin pie! It's practically un-American. Ha!

P.S. In a few weeks, I'll post a picture of him on Santa's lap -- another one of my favorites!