"Don't look, Ethel"

Mommee, you and Daddee can both skip this post because... well, let's just leave it at that.

For the rest of you who will appreciate this juvenile highlight of your day, may I introduce the pinnacle of Stick Figure Art. The tooting Stick Person.

                        Yes. You read that right.

And yes, there you have it. A Stick Figure with a bum. Not only does he have a bum, he's passing gas and sighing in relief. Or pleasure, perhaps, judging from the smile on his face. Who can say?

I am so glad that kindergarten students are using speech bubbles as a tool in their writing. Now there is no doubt or ambiguity of any kind when one is examining Art for "what is really happening here?"

I can't believe we have yet another expert Stick Figure Artist in this family. How did we get so blessed?

Making Tracks

Apparently we had some visitors leave some evidence of their visit. This morning when the boys left for school we found birdie tracks, something which made smaller tracks but no sliding tail lines, and lots of bunny hops. Dada even contributed some tire tracks to the scene.

I guess Lalaith Havens is the place to be on a frosty January morning!

We are noticing a change in the light, though. Last night as we left for karate around 6:00, Liam could still read by the light leaching out of the sunset. That's definitely progress. Now if it could just warm up enough to not need to wear two of everything, that'd be splendid! I'm pretty sure part of my frozen bum remains at the gas station I patroned last night...