One of our nephews has graduated from high school this week. This kid is just out-of-the-ordinary cool. He may have been the last kid in school to have a phone or a car but he earned every penny for both working on a landscaping crew. He's a bit country, but loves his dad's 70's rock and roll. Best of all? He isn't ashamed to be seen with grown-ups. For instance, I knew he'd think it was great when I picked him up in my 1992 Toyota Camry for a trip to Krispy Kreme's as the old girl was about to roll over 200,000 miles =] That trip for donuts became an annual tradition at Christmastime for three years in a row.
Today, his parents are celebrating Mitch's graduation with just what he asked for: a weenie roast over an open fire in the back yard. Yep, that's Mitch.
So, as I sat down to make him his graduation card, and tried to get all philosophical, I couldn't think of just the right words. He seems to have this life thing pretty much down. Here's Mitch's card:
Inside? Some cash, and "Well done - congratulations!" Enough said.
[Except to say that I wish I still had my Camry - when I sold her on Craig's List she had 220,000 miles and I had six offers in 10 minutes!] I'm also entering his card to the CAS(E)this Sketch challenge #78.