The word, “missing,” reminded me how proud I was when I lost my baby teeth.
It was cute to see my kids go through this ritual. Now my daughter needs braces. Brace for financial impact, Mr. Sulu!
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Illustration Friday: Moon
I’ve been to a bowling alley where they offer cosmic bowling. It’s when the disco and black lights come out.
The man on the moon looks more like a bowling ball, to me. That’s what cosmic bowling will do to you.
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Real Reality TV
If reality TV really was as real as real-life, would anybody want to watch it?
As I passed by a TV last night, of those bachelor/bachelorette shows was on. It looked more like a game show than reality TV.
Now if you watch a show about Uncle Bert watching TV, I would call that reality TV.
Does anybody still serenade? What about a poem on a midsummer’s night?
It has to be a good poem. something that sparks romance, yet is harmless enough so it doesn’t inspire the dad to call the dogs on you.
Ah romance! I think I’ll go read a James Whitcomb Riley poem.
When the word for this week was “Discovery,” I thought of a project I did for the Wesleyan Church kid’s division about thirteen years ago.
I updated this illustration a little and added some shading. I couldn’t leave well enough alone. Still, it’s pretty much what the original illustration looked like.