Art

He came home last week, announcing that a piece of his artwork was going to be in a special display at a museum.

And then... well, we got just a little bit excited about this. We broke out the special juice with dinner. We called all the grandparents. We made plans, we rearranged schedules. When the big day came, we dressed up, we went out to dinner----we celebrated this moment.

Imagine our delight when the artwork on display was a perfectly recreated picture of breakfast... french toast, bacon, and eggs on a blue plate with a small cup for juice.

I was ridiculously proud, and delighted that we had made the fuss.