I am, as I mentioned, babysitting little Olivia this week, the daughter of some friends of ours. I am going to do a quick series of posts using the pictures I took today, to illustrate what it is like to spend the day with me… if you are just a little over one-year-old… and using Olivia’s own words… because I totally speak kid…
I like it when you come over, Arthur… you are a funny man…
So… what’s for breakfast?
These are some seriously tasty nummies, dude.
Alright, what’s next on the agenda?
Okay, this is a good book, but not as good as the two books you wrote and illustrated… just for kids like me. No. I don’t know where dad stuck my copies of your books… he moves stuff around all the time.
Wait… you know I can’t really read yet, right?
Here, you read it to me.
Yeah, go get your glasses… I will meet you at the big, comfy chair.
Hey… I see you holding the camera in your other hand…
Dude… seriously… focus…
Pouring My Art Out 
I thought your point of view was already a child’s point of view….now I’m confused. I think she’s cute as a little bug I really do….😊Stop calling her squishy face when she gets a little older or you’ll give her a complex.
By the way, your tye dye shirt looks amazingly similar to some of the ones my brother and I have that were made by these old hippies we met at the Ohio State fair some years back.in fact you look like a younger, thinner version of my brother in that pic but with way way way shorter hair.
Uh, I made that shirt, I am an old hippy, I used to have really long hair.