I'm talking about the people you call when you're about to jump off a bridge. They have a sign when you're heading on to the Bourne Bridge, just in case you're super ambitious and seriously depressed at the same time. (It would be almost literally impossible to maneuver your way in to a jumpable position on the Bourne Bridge)
Today I spent 20 minutes trying to convince Bellerina that it was not actually the world's most horrible travesty that Mama and Dada wanted to take a family portrait on the beach. In fact, it could be kind of fun if she would just smile.
Just one teeny little smile.
Teeny.
Things will get better, it's going to be ok, you can do this, just one picture at a time, you're a lucky little girl...etc...etc.
I failed.
"Desperate? Call the Samaritans." It took me AGES to figure out what that meant when I was a kid and for some reason I never asked anyone...
ReplyDeleteHonestly, the whole thing might have gone better if there was just no water! She just kept on pointing at the ocean yelling SWIM SWIM! And I love the photo... we're like both trying to hold her in place and looking happy about it. Most families don't have it this good. :)
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