Dad's blowing 'bubbles.' I like these things. They are like little floaty mysteries form the sky that I can't catch. When I try they pop. There's one attacking my eye in the picture below.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Painting painting everywhere
Oh yeah, you can see how big I am now. Look I'm even painting, yet I still don't know if art is for me. There are times when I just like to prance around in my outfits that everyone buys for me. Anyway I guess I have a long time to decide. I think dad would prefer I become one of the first female F1 drivers. 
Dad's blowing 'bubbles.' I like these things. They are like little floaty mysteries form the sky that I can't catch. When I try they pop. There's one attacking my eye in the picture below.
Dad's blowing 'bubbles.' I like these things. They are like little floaty mysteries form the sky that I can't catch. When I try they pop. There's one attacking my eye in the picture below.
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