With colder weather settling in, the volume of art projects reach a new proportion in our household. June came home from school today inspired for me to trace her. I don't fully understand this narcissistic interest. No matter who the tracer is (John, Clara, me), the shape always turns out a little weird.
Anyway, by the end of the project, June proudly hung her life-size self beside her bed. And I hung up my to do list: clean out art cabinet.
I LOVE that activity. Signed, Narcissus
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