Is there anything more precious than watching your 2 year old run around in the sunshine?
I love her narrative as she discovers the life around her.
"Wook, Mommy! A Bird! Wook, Mommy! A Twee!"
Then she'll spin around & around & say, "I'm cwazy! I'm cwazy!"
All of a sudden, she has sprouted long arms & long legs. She got those from her father.
I don't get the cuddly, snuggly baby hugs anymore.
I get long limbed monkey hugs.
I'll take em in any form.
Especially in the morning when I fetch her from her crib & she lays her head on my shoulder & says, "Oh, so nice... so cute."
It makes the 48+ hours of labor all worth it.
I think I'll keep her. Strawberry stains & all.
You know the Big Love Fest is this weekend, right?!!
One would think it was a crazy, hippie orgy in Asheville but it ain't. (Maybe later?)
It's a compilation of local artists & crafters & beer & food located in the heart of downtown.
I'll be there in a booth with some brand new original posters & Mother's Day cards & all sorts of ridiculous shit that I come up with.
I also wanted to do something different & fun & interactive so I am going to set up an easel for large, intuitive, colorful, sketchy caricatures of you. I will be paying attention to your mannerisms & your clothing & what comes out of your mouth. I'm really excited about it. So, come on by so I can paint you! (a 14"x17" original is only twenty bucks! Nudes will be five bucks because I figure you should be paying me to see your exquisite body. Spots will be limited).
Big love & thanks go out to Franzi, Kip, Justin & Brandy & everyone else who have a hand in making this happen!
If you live in Asheville & you don't come, we can't be friends anymore. Just kidding! (Sort of).