Destructicon Strikes Back
Last night while I was making this…
Someone else was at work under my feet.
He emptied both utensil drawers and moved on to the cabinet. Then he discovered the sweet melody of banging spoons and spatulas inside that colander like a steel drummer.
With the t-shirt sticking out from under his hipster skull and crossbones sweater coupled with the straight-leg, dark wash jeans (that you can’t see), my child could possibly be a future rock star.