I think of random chickens. And different colored leaves. And messy babies.
It looks like a fall-ish tree, right? Avery and I finger painted for the first time yesterday. The tree trunk would've been much cuter with her small hand, but that just wasn't really an option. Then she found the farm animal stickers I'd left in the crayon box last week, which explains the chicken. And the cow, rooster, and rabbit I found smashed into the rug. A single cheese dorito (stolen off my plate!) counts as lunch doesn't it? I think so.
But crayon boxes are tasty too.
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