Today the little guy was out making snow castles.

The little guy's cousin Rochester has been visiting. He says that Rochester is a bit of a sad sack and that's why he was stocking up on tea and sherry.

Spotty has malaria today, says the little guy, and has to drink lots of Brio. He says yesterday Spotty had a lot of liquorice for his whooping cough.

So on the dining table the little guy was having a medium sized production making stuff for the dinner picnic-- it being an appropriately hot and sunny day, and he says the real trick to making a zucc

The little guy says, happy ants a wiggly trails, invisible to the eye but not to antennae sweepy swash, so tiny they play with molecules, like Pong or mebbe staticky feather dusters and stuff except w

OK, well i've been trying to organize with the little guy to get this blog going, and mostly he's interested in playing outside-- he says it nice mud weather.

i guess i'll try and get together a theme for his blog.