I don't know about you, but I have always had a hard time throwing away any pictures that my children made for me while they were growing up. My refrigerator always looked this way... proudly displaying all their current art projects. As they grew, it became "the message center"; the means by which we communicated with each other during their busy teen years that we seemed to all be on very different schedules.
Not much has changed over the years. Yes, all my children's paintings and "I love you mommy" notes have been lovingly packed away, but now a new generation of artwork proudly graces the face of my fridge. A smile crosses my face every day as I gaze upon my new collection of masterpieces.