I found this image on Swaptorium. Look closely.
We have some old home movies where my mother's disembodied hand enters the scene to smooth someone's hair or adjust their Batman cape, but this takes it to a whole new level. I feel like I can almost see her, like she would be a kindred spirit if I could only see her face.
So what do you see?
~ A smart mother who found a clever way to keep baby happy while posing for a picture of the children?
~ A justification for blogging, which allows mothers to send comminques out into the world and, with, luck avoid becoming totally invisible?
~ A sad metaphor for women's role in society: holding it up, placed front-and-center, but obscured by florals?
~ A perfect allegory for the life of a mother and housewife, wherein the person who pressed and tied those little bows gets no credit or even recognition?
What do you think?