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All was peaceful and quiet and I was busily writing away. Then--

Ring! Ring!

Caller ID: the middle school

"Mom, I have a stomachache and feel like I'm going to throw up..."

So now we're home and while he claims to continue to feel queasy, he also is a little bored. Which is not a bad thing. If you're too sick to stay at school, after all, you're too sick to use the computer, to ride your bike, to go to the park, etc. Maybe, just maybe, school will start to sound exciting. Do you think?

Imaginary friends

Our new house has textured ceilings. If you lie down and look at them at night, when the lights throw shadows over the surface, you find out there are all kinds of folks up there. A few sightings:

      

I think I've met that last guy. A little creepy, perhaps, for them all to be up there, but hey, at least we're not alone, right? :)

One more art post for today...

...and then I'm done. Really. Because soon I will be doing this:



Good night, all!