1. He is the cutest boy kid I know, his cousin coming in @ 2
2. One wrong move & his sister will have him on the ground quivering in fear.
3. If I tell him 10 times, I have to tell him 10 thousand more to do anything. He will bring me his laundry when he has no clean…anything. Then I give him the boring lecture, “well, if you’d brought blah, blah”
He says, “ok, can I go now” Time will not grow him up, I can’t grow him up. Only a crush may do it. That is easy enough
or make a bloody mess, you hide what you painted in bottom of the big outdoor trash can….not that that ever happened to me.
There he is in the biggest store, checking out the largest bears. I shall frame this image forever. Love you, Dad- Amen.
I think its cool! Thank you Hilary! Have a lovely three weeks at the beach.
I suppose out of envy. I had not given Hobbes a lot of loving lately.
The biggest challenge was I had to make one & a stencil the teens to be able to trace & make their own. Another challenge was in the new movie the Cheshire cat’s strips sort of glowed. Have you ever tried Martha’s glitter? This is not children’s glitter, it is glitter for the art gods. Here he is almost finished. He still stays in the art room at Temple. The only finished photo him finished is with Hobbes laying on him. I had to draw Alice, the Mad Hatter, The red Queen. The Cheshire cat beat them all as far as loving what I’m doing.
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