No damage, fortunately. I have two primary suspects. The dog isn't talking, and two year old Number Two Son is talking too much. "Are you Number Two Son?" "Yeeeeah." "Did you spill Daddy's paint cup?" "Yeeeeeah." "Did you hide Jimmy Hoffa in the toy box?" "Yeeeeeah." It didn't have the appearance of having sat that long, and Number Two Son was in preschool, and the dog gets into everything anyway, so that tends to implicate him. However, whichever one did it had to reach over undisturbed items, and the dog has never expressed interest in my painting table, so that tends to implicate the boy. Purely circumstantial evidence all around-- but I've put noses in the corner for less!!!
Here's all my 29th so far, and the 6th and last section is primed, glued to popsicle sticks and paint bottle handles, and the first color applied. I gotta say, though, that I'm getting really tired of these guys. I want to walk over to my paint table and see something different for a change! Just one more section to get through...one more section...
Dang, you're knocking them out!
ReplyDeleteI think it was Colonel Mustard.
ReplyDeleteAwesome dude .... crank em out !
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