Crud #57

Submitted by Barbara Reese on Sat, 11/27/2010 - 13:02

My little girl was born with crud squeezed inside the chain of her DNA- a crudster from the moment, she was born, it seemed, her earliest goal to leave a mess behind her. Baby food peas were the original riders on her first attempt at rasberries, causing me to note how green went with my eyes, spaghetti sauce paintings, showed her artistic side, while the crane game action of her right hand showed she was very good with hand-eye coordfination, Hiding ice-cream bowls in her drawer and dirty clothing behind her head-board...for lack of a better word was clever in a sinister sort of way...I am happy to report she has grown out of it! Almost...