Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Goofin' around
With a plastic hand, and later with Felix and his many faces.
2 comments:
Anonymous
said...
Oh, Chris...
I'm sooo sorry you and Polly won't arrive in time so you can entertain the children at Rob's house on Thanksgiving. They may have to wait.
How nice to see Felix again. Many faces indeed! Chris you are such a clown. I love it! And speaking of faces, it looks like chomper has introduced himself to Unity's upper lip. What kind of a face did she make when that happened?
2 comments:
Oh, Chris...
I'm sooo sorry you and Polly won't arrive in time so you can entertain the
children at Rob's house on Thanksgiving. They may have to wait.
How nice to see Felix again. Many faces indeed! Chris you are such a clown. I love it! And speaking of faces, it looks like chomper has introduced himself to Unity's upper lip. What kind of a face did she make when that happened?
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