poetic justice

So about a month ago we found out that Michaela and 11 other kids from her school were being honored at a district-wide reception for some poems they'd written, which I thought was pretty cool, even though all the students who chose to write poems were being honored. But then this morning I got an email from her teacher letting me know that Michaela's poem (and drawing) won first place and she's receiving a monetary award.

A monetary award.

Like...enough to buy a house?

Tonight at Michaela's celebratory dinner, Colin put in his order "if the monetary award is $500,000"...he would like to live in the backyard of our new yet to be found and purchased house in a plush doghouse with Ursy. No problem. You could be like the golden retriever bud Ursy is lacking.

Regardless of the money factor, I'm really excited for Thursday, but nowhere near as excited as Michaela. Fucking awesome.