Yesterday I was on the phone with my mom (yes, I do talk to her a lot) and she reminded me of a story that had us laughing.
Last spring, I got a phone call from the Oldest Kidlet’s teacher. “Sorry for the last minute call, but OK is getting an award tomorrow, and it’s a big deal. I hope you can make it. It’s a major award- for academic excellence.”
I agreed to go, and told my in-laws about the call. The next day I went to the awards ceremony and when the in-laws got home from work, they asked to see this major award.
Which was a certificate.
My father in law looked at it, then looked at me. “That’s a piece of paper.” And from the look in his eye, I knew what he was thinking.
“What, were you expected a wooden crate marked FRA-GEE-LAY?”
“It’s a major award,” he said. And then we erupted in laughter.
The Oldest Kidlet clutched his certificate to his chest. “This is a major award!” He was so serious, that instead of making us stop laughing- we just laughed even harder.
So what prompted this trip down memory lane? My mom mentioned a thread in a forum discussing what item you cherish in your house that others might think was tacky.
Which made me think of the one thing I want to have when I have a house at Christmas time. Yes. I want a leg lamp. Which might seem tacky, but to me it’s so tacky it’s awesome.