Lion and Magic Boy

I know what you’re thinking. You saw yesterday’s photo of Eric sitting there on the floor, smiling all innocent-like. Well, don’t be fooled. Go ahead, have another look at him, I’ll wait. See that glint in his eye? See it there? That glint is all about what happened around the house in the six minutes before that photo was taken.

It all started with an unfortunate bus crash.

All occupants must have died inside. (That’s what you get for insisting on seat belts)

Oh, how horrible! How did that happen? (You can’t pin anything on me, sister!)

The Crocs tried to escape but the big pillow tracked them down. Some Legos and a book were nearing the door, too, in a vain hope someone would open it. The sock was just confused.

Poor misguided Legos. Not down the heater vent, Legos! The door! The door is your salvation!

Lego Man is totally leading the Crocs astray. Some would say they deserved it.

Let’s move on to the crime scene known as the kitchen, shall we? There’s a dead body and everything.

Let’s have a closer look at the dear departed. Poor Bear. He was Nathaniel’s favorite. I don’t think he’ll take the news well.

The cats were none too pleased, either. What? they cried, Eat food off the FLOOR??

(pussies)

Apparently these pillows just walked here by themselves.

I have NO IDEA what you’re talking about. And I can’t believe you even asked me. I am SO disappointed in you.

Parents.