WHEN THE ART-I-CANE SWEEPS THROUGH, mom pulls out every bit of salvaged paper, bark, string, and whatever we haven't eaten, paints, folds, glues, and sticks it all together because she needs to get her mojo flowin' again. Everything in these salvaged from the forest floor after our 100 mph + windstorms except the stuff she found somewhere else. She colored the paper by throwing paint into a sink full of water, throwing paper into the sinkfull of painted water, then smashing it all up, then folding or rolling or crinkling or doing whatever she needs to keep us from finding and eating it.
Mom, it real nice but where the BEWILDERED MOOSE? Or...might that be...?
Oh, nothing, gettin' too close to dinnertime to go there!
Very nice! Love the colors and the little trinkets.
ReplyDeleteIt said "journey" but Mom read it as "jeopardy". Dad said he thinks that's a fraidian slip. I would like to see if I can take it apart just the way Miss Skatr put it together. I think I can.
ReplyDeleteooh, ooh DUKE! We can help! ooh, ooh,
ReplyDeletewe'll have a "take it apart" Jeopardy party where we hold somethin' up before rippin and tearing into it, then the others gotta think of a question to ask.
Yeah, yeah, that's it! Cool Beans! We lurves bein' Hooliganz wid ya!