Is Mom a Kangaroo?

Extreme Burrowing

A cursory glance may lead you to think these are just dirty clothes on the floor, a despicable sign of sloppiness and poor housekeeping. Definitely not Swiss clean.

Take a closer look at Mom's sweatshirt. There is something up her sleeve.

Welcome to my latest form of extreme burrowing!

Yes, I got into Mom's sleeve all on my own. No, I couldn't get myself out without parental help.

Still no Furniture

Lives Bicontinental

Grandpa wrote me another wotten-waven poem, and Truffle helped him.

Here is Grandpa's poem:

On pondering lives bicontinental
One hazards thoughts too sentimental
At times it may seem
We're on a split screen
One real -- and one "pixentimental"

We need a title! Any suggestions?

Into the Super Bowl

Are you into the Super Bowl as much as I am?

Dreaming of Summer

Fair Warning