Thank you How About Orange for being up as early as I was, because I had painstakingly emptied my google reader the night before and had nothing to feast my eyes on. And I was up, and cranky, and anxious.
Now I have a personal affection for children drawings. I can't trash my kids most mundane doodle. It's becoming a problem because my 9 year old is a heavy producer. At age two he went through an entire ream of paper and covered them with crisscrossed lines, in what we now believe were train tracks. (There was also the possibility that he was satan.)