My kitchen is no longer safe. Wild animals have taken it over. I guess this is what happens when Mommy sleeps in. The children have a field day. And no doubt had a wonderful time. They certainly enjoyed me finding all the animals. Here are several of the places I found them.
George is curious about where these vines are coming from. Or perhaps he’s just getting back to his jungle roots.
The lion finds a new watering hole.
A polar bear crawled into the fruit bowl. What is this tasty new treat? Hmm. Tastes like Chicken of the Sea (tuna).
Ssssssorry. Thissss drawer’sss occupied. Eat with your handssss.
Let’s see. What cereal to have for breakfast. Life? Rice Krispies? Apple Cinnamon Cheerios? Or Rainbow Dash?
It looks like the Aurora Borealis got trapped in this strangely warm ice shelf!
Whoo? Who stuck me in this odd metal tree?
Meow! I smell milk!
Mouse in the candy drawer. Typical. My daughter says I should write, “I see you. Don’t take any candy!”
My daughter says, “Would you like some tea, Madam?” I was going to say, “I ‘barely’ fit in here!”
Ah, this blasted crow! First he was in my liquor cabinet. Figures. Then he went after my carbs!
The crow and I have a long history. My girls love to taunt me with this darn bird. It will show up on my pillow (sadly, not just its head), on my keyboard, on my chair. I’ll yell and throw it out of the room. Then I’ll hear a giggle and it will come soaring back. Some day I need to arrange an “accident” for the feathered fiend.