My mom was making my bed when the time came for her to pick me up from the airport. Quicksilver decided to help her finish.
Eric was still asleep when I came home from the airport, but when he woke up, he came in to say hello.
She'll have no more of that.
Oh no, Eric is posessed by the spirit of Freddy Kruger!
Eric's little roses are finally back to life after a brush with death.
When I was a little kid, I always used to try to take the little triangle hats of these eucaliyptus parts without disturbing the yellow innerds. I fear it is a childhood dream I will never realize.
She wants to believe.
Eric is projecting light out his mouth.
Only the little bear alarm clock knows why.