I’m back in beautiful central Texas, arriving just in time for The Big M to take off on a business trip to Santa Fe. In honor of our recent air travel (and because I don’t feel like drawing anything tonight), I present to you a wonderful drawing done last week by The Girl:
Isn’t that just the most wonderful airplane ever? She told me that Mama is flying it. I especially love the “42” on the tail. The image isn’t flipped — she wrote it as a mirror image. I am flying amongst the stars. This picture makes me happy.
What also makes me happy is being back home. I enjoyed getting to know my sister in a new context. I enjoyed the Deep South, particularly Mrs. Wilkes’ Boarding House in Savannah, Georgia, a dining establishment that should be on everyone’s bucket list.
But I missed my family.
On my first day back, TG had a little friend come over after school for a playdate. On the way home, she told this joke:
TG: Knock-knock! (giggles)
Little Friend: Who’s there?
TG: Banana! (more giggles)
LF: Banana who?
TG: Knock-knock! (stronger giggles)
LF: Who’s there?
TG: Aren’t you glad I didn’t say banana? (collapses in giggles)
Obviously we need to work on our joke-telling. Tomorrow I will fill you in on what I thought of Dan Brown’s latest opus.
It’s good to be back.
Flabby Brain 