I’ve been framed!

From Anna -

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Raistlin stared into my soul, perhaps contemplating my destruction on his path to godhood, but all I could see was the festive, colorful pom-poms/fireworks/happy stars flying around his hourglass gaze.

Wordsworth Was Right!

From Boing Boing Gadgets:

“Julian, age 7, heard that the Spirit Mars rover was stuck, and offered his idea to fi it. Turns out that’s a pretty good idea and one that JPL folks are already considering. The rover drivers were so pleased by Julian’s suggestion that they’re going to send him a reward.”

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Why don’t we trust kids more often with day to day scientific problem solving and R&D? It would be like being a toy designer only FAR COOLER.

Doodle in a Half Shell

From Jamie -

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Mr. Angelo shows a different, wistful side he often hides from his sewer surfing brethren.

Rocky and Bullwinkle

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Bad erasers give Bullwinkle four arms.

Regardless, a noble effort far better than their three-dimensional counterparts.

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A gift to a brother. Quite possibly the best gift ever.

When I Grow Up . . .

A first grade girl handed in this drawing for a homework assignment: 

After it was graded and the child brought it home. She returned to school the next day with the following note:

Dear Ms. Davis,

I want to be very clear on my child’s illustration. It is NOT of me on a dance pole on a stage in a strip joint. I work at Home Depot and had commented to my daughter how much money we made in the recent snowstorm. This photo is of me selling a shovel.

Mrs. Harrington 

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There is some chatter on the interwebs as to the validity of this document, but whether it’s real or fake, I see no reason to deny it the right to be awesome.

The Most Amazing Thing Happened . . .

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To save your eyes from strain (misspellings kept intact):

“One day the most amazing thing happened. It was winter but instead of snow, marshmallows fell from the sky. I went outside and I saw Marshmallow Man! 

I ran into the house and called the ghostbusters. By the time they got to my house, my dog already ate Marshmallow Man’s head! We all stuffed ourselves silly with marshmallows untill everyone left.

After that, it was raining ginger bread men. When they hitted the ground they came alive and started eating everything in sight! I took my hose and froze them in cold water. Then I heated them up and had a gingerbread snack.

I had some ice cream and cake from a downpour after that. What a day!! 

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I want to be tight with the Ghostbusters. What’s that at the bottom? The sad dead face of a decapitated gingerbread man?

Ice Cream?

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At least, that’s what it was supposed to be. Or quite the elaborate stool.

My Fairy Friend

Catherine continues:

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I’ll leave this to your imagination.

Dinosaurs! Dinosaurs!

From the third grade:

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I KILLED ALL THE DINOSAURS!