Hippos on the Hill

In a moment of extreme hilarity with my older sister last night, the two of us came up with a children’s book for the dig: Hippos on a hill. She’d write, I’d illustrate. Somehow "Fantasia" got mixed up into the book, and suddenly hippos in pink tutus were rolling down the hill with alligators in capes chasing after.

I believe this is the first sign of insanity.

These papers will be the end of me.