pictures of words

I woke up to find this on the refrigerator yesterday. (That's our counter in the top of the picture.)

no milk

Apparently, Youngest wanted a full glass of milk for breakfast.
I came home from running errands to this.

  get

Middle regaled me with the story of not being able to find the Kidnapper font.
That's how it rolls around here. That and the preponderance of camera kits in the dining room.

I had to go up to the high school yesterday (long story short: Art School says they have no record of Youngest living where he lives...not easy to prove it turns out) and saw this.


wall

It's a wall of rejection letters.


princeton


Some were lengthy and explanatory.

  FIT

 Some were not.

  harvard

 Some gave some hope.

  stanford


Some were "appreciative."


Each letter gave me a little lump in my throat and, at the same time, made me proud. 
I think it's great that the kids posted them where everyone could see them and I'm fairly certain that each of the rejected students was accepted somewhere. 
Sometimes the things we are certain are most important in life make little difference. 





dothings

And, as this behemoth word art ($33.99 at BigLots) points out:
SOMETIMES
THE HEART SHOULD
DO THINGS
WITHOUT THE
BRAIN'S
PERMISSIO




(I know the N is there, but I like it better this way.)

Comments

Crazy Mom! said…
Big Lots has some funny stun - and some great buys. I find great throw-away decorations (like Xmas) there.

The boys are hilarious.
kmkat said…
I think Elder Son's rejection from Yale came in a email.

But he got his revenge. Nine years later he was accepted in their grad school... and he turned them down for the U of Michigan.
Poppy B. said…
I AM

so glad

you gave me

PERMISSIO

to comment.
Paola said…
I seriously wish Brizio could spend some time with your boys.
He's the total opposite and I am fascinated by them as I am preoccupied with him.


(I am aware he's fine)
Your little part of the world? I like it. A lot.
Anonymous said…
I just dig those boys of yours. Never ever dull.
That wall of shame give me pause.
Anonymous said…
sometimes the brain should learn how to use apostrophes!