This week and next, the first two weeks in January, the pueblo of Jocotepec, where I live, celebrates its patron saint, Senor del Monte, with daily parades and pilgrimages, fireworks, music, and masses at our large Catholic church. Each day’s events are sponsored by a particular group, and today’s festivities … January 8 … were paid for by the local contractors and builders.
Because my friend Antonio, who takes care of my garden and pool in his “spare” time, is in his other life a great builder, I made a special effort to attend today’s activities. I truly went to show my support for … and take pictures of … Antonio and his hard working cohorts, but when I got home and downloaded my pictures, I discovered something rather disconcerting. I wound up taking way more photos of the kids in the parade than I did of our local builders.
Oh, no! What does this say about me? Please tell me that this doesn’t mean that I have become one of those older women who only want to talk about and share pictures of their grandchildren. I mean, I’m way cooler than that; right? And, besides, I only have the one kid … who is now almost 40 … and I d0n’t have any grandkids and don’t really care if I have any.
So how to explain this fascination with snapping pictures of small Mexicans of a certain age?
After a few drinks and a few reviews of my kid pictures and then a few more drinks, I’ve come to this conclusion: I do it because Mexican kids are so darn photogenic. They may say the darndest things too, but since my Spanish is so bad, I don’t know. That’s another thing about the kids in Jocotepec; they’re all smarter than I am. At two years of age, they can all speak way better Spanish than I can and I’ve been here for almost three years.
But, yet again, I digress.
Just look at these faces though and I dare you to tell me that they’re not all photogenic.
Oh, sure, you say, ALL babies and toddlers are cute. Well, I offer the following in support of my theory:
And since these are my pictures and I’m the one who lives in Joco with these kids, and because everything …as my friends know…is always about me, me, me, I proclaim these 23 kids to be my grandkids and proudly say that my 23 grandkids are more photogenic than your 23 grandchildren!