Locked
It was a dark and breezy winter night and I was coming home from my my mom's friends daughters dance recital. I was so much fun and everyone did great! When we got home we parked the car in the garage and we ran to the door because we were so tired. My sister opened the door and said,¨ It is locked.¨ Everyone tried opening the door but it was definitely locked. No one knew what to do, but my mom unlocked the car and we all went in, except for daddy. ¨Can I honk the horn?¨ I asked Mom. She said no. We were sitting in the front seat because we never get to go in the front. I kept touching all the parts of the steering wheel, trying to find where the horn was hidden. We started opening compartments and touching the mirror. We were actually having fun. HONK!!! The horn finally honked and everyone laughed except for mom. ¨ I told you no.¨ Mom said. ¨Wait!¨ I screamed I was looking out the window at dad. And then suddenly I started to laugh! ¨What are you laughing at?¨ My s...
So fun to sketch with you. ❤️Mom
ReplyDeleteFabulous art Wren! Never thought of the contrast between all the colors and yet, no sound! Great thinking!
ReplyDeleteI love the way you look at flowers in a whole new way here. And yes, do not plant flowers in a skirt!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous flowers and poetry, Wren! I love the purple color you mixed in your picture.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful art and fun rhyme, Wren.
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