Dear Mom, I’m Sorry We Made Fun Of You…
Week after week, my most important chore was to dust the trophies and the books on the shelves in the living room. This was no simple feat! Seven children, each with some fourteen trophies or so {maybe more from the more -ahem- atheletic of the bunch}. The Encyclopedia Brittanica lining the bottom shelf {the reading of which was threatened punishment should any of us squeel “I’m bored!”}, and rows and rows of endless books. Dutifully, I took each book off the shelf one by one, dusted it and replaced it, all the while making snide remarks about how you had so delicately organized your books not by name or topic, but by color. Should I need to do a book report on paintings, I wouldn’t move toward the non-fiction section of your personal library, but instead the area somewhere near hex color #F0d855. It didn’t seam logical to me or any of your other witty children, but today I’m having Oprah’s trademarked “AHA! Moment”. Please accept my sincere apologies for this blatent disregard for your artistic notion, and please enjoy this gallery I have put together JUST for you. Happy early Mother’s Day…
Photo credits:
http://www.colourlovers.com
http://4.bp.blogspot.com
http://www.apartmenttherapy.com
http://hookedonhouses.net/
http://farm3.static.flickr.com/