Still stunned by the reappearance of branches on the cotton ball trees. Did you know street signs have words on them? What a trippy marvel it is to get new glasses. Lucy in the sky without the blue, pointy, diamond frames! I may look like Dame Edna, but I can see like Albrecht Durer does San Francisco '68.
The storybook of the week is Diary of a Worm. So far we've launched into clay, papier mache, and cut paper projects from it. You've got to love "Worms In Black"...
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