dance and sail

I have invented a dance. It's very awkward. My son loves it, and it cracks him up. One of these days, my luck is going to run out, and someone is going to see me doing these ridiculous moves. But I can't resist his laugh.

Today I took the kids with me to church and got the second mural blocked out with black outlines.  The shrimpies were pretty well-behaved and watched a movie, but I lost track of time, so no pictures today; I had to fly out of there, run through trader joe's, and sail back home to knock out a glorious curry.  I have a mini-van, it's like a ship.  So I sail. I'm hoping you we're able to sail your way through that run-on sentence.

Ink on paper. La Luna.