Lookee what I made...

I made pictures yesterday. Since the refrigerator is already crowded with important things like other people’s report cards and recipes and cards and pictures of cute children, I’m sticking them up here. Also, I don’t want T. to see them before Christmas, since they are illustrations for his Christmas book.

Here they are:



This one goes with the story about the pipe cleaner men trying to take over the world.



This one is for the story about the authors who jump out of their dust-jacket pictures and have a conversation and adventure.

I am not, obviously, the world’s greatest artist. I have decided that I don’t care. I like making pictures. I have always liked making pictures. And now, since I am the one who cleans the house, I can make as much mess with art as I want without getting in trouble. Sometimes it is good that I can pass as a grownup.