Saturday, June 12, 2010

Pillows & Insects

Dear Mom, I can't write because I need you to get a special pillow. I pillow for my hand. Can you get a pillow for me?
Love, Hana.

A pillow for your hand, Hana? What's next? Seven matrasses?
Some more writing that came from school. Not much art these days, Although she still does the illustrations with her writing. I like the little butterflies. They flutter so daintily.