Monday, June 20, 2011


Every night in a good faith effort to get the kids in the general direction of a bath, we unleash something terrible around our house.

It snarls.

It growls.

It howls.

And if it has to, it will gobble up a hapless toddler who doesn't strip a diaper off fast enough. It is......

At approximately 7:15 most nights Baby Sprout runs through the house streaking "the trolls are coming! the trolls are coming!" whilst leaving a trail of clothing behind. Its definitely the highlight of her night.

To be continued....On another note, here's the first two sketches for a narrative I've been thinking of illustrating. Its about a boy who tried to take extra special care of his mother..... and then she went and ignored his specific advice. The words are not mine, and credit must be given to the great A.A. Milne:

James James Morrison Morrison Weatherby George Dupree

Took great care
of his Mother,
though he was only three....

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