Happily, Becki

Dear Mom and Dad, 

It will interest you to know that I am painting the walls of my house cream.  

Buckwheat Flour to be exact. 

This may come as a shock to you because, well, cream is entirely boring and completely unlike any other wall color I have chosen. You could take this as a sign that I am growing up, and I finally appreciate the peace that comes from neutral shades. (But it would be accurate to say that the walls in my living room are high high HIGH and I only want to tackle painting them once. Ever. In my entire life!) Cream is the cozy kind of shade that matches everything, and I think it can keep up with my ever changing decorating style. I truly appreciate that in a color. 

Now that I have an adult perspective on paint colors, I’d like to thank you for 
letting me paint my high school bedroom bright pink and yellow.  
With stripes.  

And I no longer resent the fact that you repainted,  
quite literally, the day after I left for college.  

I understand.

I've always known you were the best parents a girl could ask for,

and I think this photo serves as further evidence to that truth: 

Let's just say that Timmy is glad I outgrew this phase.

 Love love love, Becki Bea