I don't really know why. These are indeed noteworthy achievements, but still. We see the car around town at various places, mostly the library, the bookstore, and the McDonalds closest to the community college.
My husband has asked me at least six times if I'm going to get a 13.1 sticker for my car since I've now run a 1/2 marathon. He even texted me a picture of someone's car he was behind the other day because they had a sticker. I don't know how he never noticed such things before, but that's Jason.
He mentioned the 13.1 sticker again at dinner. My son said, "Are you going to get one?"
I told him, "I don't think so."
"If you do," he said. "You have to get 4.0 GPA and AUTHOR too."
"Why stop there?" he continued. "You can get all kinds of stickers! MOM OF TWINS. LOST TWO HUNDRED POUNDS. FREQUENTLY DEALS WITH IDIOTS THAT SHE DOESN'T YELL AT. VERY KIND IN SITUATIONS THAT WOULD MAKE OTHERS SNARKY."
"You might need a bigger car!" My daughter chimed in.
I love everyone who lives here with me.