One of my favorite parts about living with children is occasionally stumbling upon a tiny tableau left about by a child interrupted in play or just arranging their things while colonizing new spaces. I like to try to guess what the child was playing at, their inner lives being such a deep mystery, though sometimes I get the impression that there is a message there meant just for me.
Today, on a bathroom shelf, I discovered Hello Kitty and The Chicken With Socks having an intimate chat.
I can only guess at what they were discussing, but it did look serious.
Monday, March 22, 2010
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