Also, since I'm such a budding artist, I'm afraid unless I label things "tree" and "apple" you'll wonder what those white blobby things are.Anyway, Wednesdays won't be super Wordless on account of I will feel it necessary to explain myself every now and again. For example, today's image is brought to you by The Welton Family. My mother often reminds me that I am uncannily like my father. And when she does, I'm not always convinced she's talking about our stunning good looks, brilliant minds, quick wits and tender hearts (all of which I come by honestly from both my parents). Mostly it's how we both forget to turn off the stove/oven, and how we both come up with the same excuse: "You took the food out of the oven, Mom/Susan. You should have turned it off."
Lately, certain members of my family have taken to calling me "The Apple." They say it's because the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I say it's because I'm the apple of my father's eye.
But either way, cool idea for Daddy/Daughter T-Shirts, no?
3 comments:
They would make very cool shirts. I would buy them :o. I think you should have an Etsy shop.
Noice!!
Just so you know, I always assumed that you being Dad's apple was because you were the apple of his eye. It honestly didn't occur to me that when Mom originally said that she meant something about the apple falling near the tree. So there you go. I think you're right. Maybe it's easier to be the apple of someone's eye when you fall so close to the tree... :)
I demand a re-do.
Wordless: Motorcycle.
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