The high school football season is over.
For us, anyway.
Praise the Lord and pass the pom-poms.
Actually, the truth is that I do enjoy my Friday nights with the cheerleaders. As the official team photographer, I have privileges that mere mortals don't have -- a field pass, which brings me up close and personal to my daughter and her teammates.
The past week -- the final game -- was a dismal display on the football field. But those of us on the sidelines enjoyed it thoroughly. Me probably more than most as the girls were funny and loose and more than willing to pose for the camera.
"Janet! Take my picture!"
"Janet! Take a picture of US!"
"Janet! Shoot us. Shoot a juniors-only picture!"
And my favorite ever:
"Mom! Take OUR picture!"
Yes, the Roo-girl was happy to have me there, with my camera clicking away, posing for photo after photo with her buddies.
The stupid smile on my face was legendary.
And then she said it.
"Mom, can you believe it? The next time I cheer at a football game, I'll be a SENIOR!"
Oh. My. Baby.
If you need me, I'll be over here, curled up in a ball, weeping quietly.
Crossposted at From the Planet of Janet