Butterflies

Went across to my dad's with Carl in tow. After we'd sat out in the sunshine for a bit, the small children had shown Carl the guinea pigs repeatedly, and I had been well and truly jumped on and tickled on a bouncy castle by Chloe, Amelia and Carl, Carl went home, and I was left to the task of sticking with two small overenthusiatic artists (they're three and four).

Last time I'd been round they'd asked me to bring something for them to stick with, having bored of sticking everything they had to the various bits of furniture and people (whole, not bits of) around the house. So as promised, I turned up with lots of different coloured papers, feathers and glitter, which we made into butterflies.

I decided to play as well, and I was quite impressed with my own attempt, especially the spotty boots! So I thought I'd better blip it, as I had to leave it there because of the wet glue, and it'll probably have been destroyed by next time.