Thursday, June 30, 2011

Life Imitating Art

A few mornings ago, I began the wakeup process per usual.

You scared the crap out of me when I was drying my hair and bumped right into you in the bathroom.

Mama, you said, rubbing your eyes. I can't find Nemo.

Finding Nemo.

We found him smashed between the bed and wall. Smiling like the silly little clown fish he is.

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