Our art table is seldom tidy. During school days it's piled up with books and assignments that have come back home. In the summertime, it's littered with miscellaneous craft supplies. When I look over the playroom and see one of the boys working on a project, it warms my heart. There was nothing for me to do but grab the camera and capture the moment.
I snapped as he worked.
Until Spongy was born. Spongy went with us everywhere that day. He even got a special "seat" in the car.
He says that Spongy is Spongebob's cousin. I say Spongy is an extension of him. He's smiley, absorbs it all, and imperfectly perfect just like him.