check the lost and found

Well, call me Bloggy McBloggerton today (I usually write one journal entry after months of forgetting I even keep a blog), but this was too good to pass up.  Also, after all the existential crises in the last post it seemed important to think about something a little lighter.  And this is so funny... 

After closing my computer and before heading to my studio, I happened to glance at my son's "art desk" (the raised hearth of our fireplace that is a perfect height for an eight-year-old to kneel down and create masterpieces).  Before I relay the story, let me tell all you moms out there that this is not fiction!  Yes, expensive glasses were left at the bottom of the taekwondo gear bag, under a mouth guard, chest protector, and most notably, a heavy plastic helmet with durable face protector.  Wince.  Cha-ching to Dr. Soderburgh.  His Christmas bonus came early this year.

But I digress.  Here's where it gets fun.  I saw that Kellan was in the middle of writing a new book with the working title The Glasses in the Big Gear Bag.  It goes like this:

"One day there was a pair of glasses on a boy named Kellan's face.  He was going to ATA.  He soon noticed that his glasses were on his face.  Kellan didn't like to wear his glasses at ATA so he dropped them in his gear bag.  See illustration below:

 The glasses thought they'd look around.  They saw songjobongs and a bongmongee (both items used in taekwondo and completely misspelled here) and sparring gear.  When the glasses saw the songjobongs and bongmongee they were thinking, "Oh no!  Weapons!"  But when the songjobongs and bongmongee introduced themselves and told the glasses they were nice, the glasses weren't scared anymore."

To be continued...