The school photographer thinks that your two perfectly, OBVIOUSLY separate children, are in fact, just one child.
So much so that he only sent back pictures of one, thinking the other child's pictures, in an ENTIRELY DIFFERENT SWEATER VEST, were just extras. Which in turn, screwed up the entire class list, and every child behind mine in line was mislabeled.
Come now, sir, was it really that hard? Can you not tell the difference between a pennant flag and an American flag? Can you not see that only one of my children found your 'fat chicken' joke even remotely funny? Did you not notice that only one of them is expertly contorting his smile to conceal a spot where a tooth once was? Isn't the potato-head/tomato-head comparison blatantly obvious?
I'm just not sure I understand the confusion here. It only took me a measly two years to confidently determine just who was who.
So there. Mr. Photographer. I'm seriously considering NOT letting you rip me off with your over-priced picture packages. Thats right! You heard me! This whole snafu has definitely forced me onto the fence about handing over to you my currently-imaginary-semi-hard-earned moneys.
Oh and by the way...Hayden wants to know why Cash gets to be color and he has to be gray.
I'm leaving that one up to you.
Expect a call from my son in the AM.