okay, i posted already...happy?
Poopy wasn't too thrilled initially
with the idea of having his childhood memories
completely covered over
with four nice, new, fresh layers of paint.
i asked him approximately 48 times
would it be okay if i painted his room?
he said no, he loved his room how it was, thanks.
Mama: you love the big sun, the planets,
the moon, the glow in the dark stars, etc?
Poopy: yes, i love it.
Mama: but you were 7 when it was painted....don't you think
you may have outgrown the theme a bit?
Poopy: no, i love the theme. i love my room.
Mama: i know, Poopy, but, this is the 3rd year you haven't really
lived at home....it's not like i got the can of paint out
the minute you got on the airplane and left town....
Poopy: boy, i sure do love my room.
Mama: well, how about if i let you choose a new paint colour,
what colour would you pick for your room?
Poopy: hmmm, let me think...well, i'd choose a big yellow sun,
with blue walls on top and yellow on the bottom
with the moon and stars and planets everywhere....
Mama:
the famous Movie Ticket Wall had to be lovingly dismantled...
even though i look insane in this photo,
i am well aware of the fact that there is
no roller on the end of that pole...
yes, there's no paint on my roller,
and yes, i have gray hair.
the sun's still there, it just got, um...sunnier.
see? the room was so warm and sunny and enticing,
these beautiful young women just couldnt resist
piling onto Poopy's bed
and keeping it warm for him
until his return...
