We’ve got a big splotch of primer on our kitchen wall that we’re not ready to paint over right now so we’re using it to frame my sons Minotaur collage for the time being.
Tag Archives: My Son
The Evolution of Man
I like how it ends with boots.
Groundhog Mask
Kangaroo Boxing
My son: Dad, look at this guy. He’s boxing a kangaroo.
Me: Well, that’s something to grow up to be.
My son: No. He’s going to DIE.
Sock Creatures
Sockopogo
Baboon
My son made this one from two random pieces of paper lying around.
Origami Lobster
Courtesy of my seven-year old son who came up with the pattern himself (it’s three pieces of paper — no tape, of course) without instructions.
Robot in Crisis
Trying To Get My Son To Fall Asleep
Me: What some people do is imagine a pleasant meadow with some sheep jumping over a fence. You count them as they jump over.
My son: Doesn’t work. Tried it.
Me: Well, how many sheep did you count?
My son: One.
Me: One!?
My Son: Only one showed up!
Later, “Daddy, instead of sheep I’m counting horses doing different activities. I also counted a vampire.”