Saturday, September 13, 2008

FIled under: Can this end well?

Some days, we have the most idyllic of family experiences.

I putter in the sparklingly clean kitchen, apron shielding my housedress. Ken sits in his easy chair, reading the paper (online). The children frolic in their make-believe games...

...and then I wake up from my daydream.

Oh yes, there are make-believe games.

Just imagine what sort of games you can come up with when you match up Mr. Gullible, Miss Encouragement, and Mr. Reads-Too-Many-Scary-Books.

This was the scene I peeked out on when the kids were being JUST a little too quiet.

I never thought to ask them what nefarious purposes they had in mind for the pitchfork.

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