One way to get inside Piper’s head is to observe her “art.” I do intend the air quotes, by the way. This is apparently what my partner and I do on romantic getaways:
First, I don’t wear snuggies in public. Geez. And the rainbow dress would never fit Piper’s dad. I’m certainly not taking somebody’s baby on my date. And why is there a decapitated moose head next to the poop? I probably shouldn’t ask. In fact, my questions just get in the way. To Piper, it just is. Her imagination is a frightening and wonderful place. As it should be.
I think it would be an unusual date, one you all would remember!
True. Any evening involving moose poop is memorable.
That is so FUNNY!! I can’t wait for my weird drawings from my kid! Hers today was in all black crayon. It was the most beautiful thunderstorm I’ve ever seen. I assume that’s what it was at least.
Ooh..it’s just like Van Gogh’s blue period except in black. I’ll bet she’s a genius. Thunderstorms are not easy work. It takes a true mommy eye to see them clearly.
I sure like to think she’s a genius! And you have the best perspective on things, BTdubs.
Aww. Thanks. If I have any perspective, it’s due to my kids. Who the heck was I before this roller coaster? It’s a white knuckle kind of ride!
Why is this age all about the poop? My 5 year old includes poop and farts in most of her stories. Yesterday’s was about a hippo that farted all the time at the zoo because he was fed the wrong kind of beans. Mystery girl found the cause so that the zoo could feed the proper kind of beans ending the farts.
Thank goodness for Mystery girl! That sounds like quite a gassy problem. Mystery girl is going to need a cape with a no farting logo. Clearly, this is a job only a 5 year old could do.