If only Uncle Rister hadn't have stuck his arm in front of brother's head!
The painting behind the robots is actually by my grandmother, Ruth Porter, who is good at stuff like that.
The robots are my daughter's toys. Well, okay, one of them is my toy.
Having a kid just gives me an excuse to buy lots of cool toys. Last week, I bought a rubber chicken, and they didn't give me a bag, so I walked down the street in downtown Madison, carrying my new, big rubber chicken by its neck. I passed a lady carrying a plant. I smiled. She didn't.
I think it would be nice if the robot family would continue their vacation on to another of Grandma Ruth's paintings. What do you think?
Yes, they absolutely must have more adventures! Those are some pretty sweet robot toys too!
ReplyDeleteI was actually thinking about your blog title, but I got sidetracked- obviously!
ReplyDeleteI'm liking the new format/blog title. And those 'bots put the 'r' in robot! :o)
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