Life sometimes gets in the way of plans...
this winter, it was two bouts of pneumonia,
a six week stint babysitting my lovely toddler grandson,
taxes, teaching classes...
and a broken arm.
But then, somehow, I managed to finish
this little book.
I painted 16 illustrations and wrote the story for my grandson's second birthday.
He loves looking at the original paintings with me while I tell the story.
He gets so adorably worried when the Raccoon runs home with sticky hands.
There are a lot more stories inside my head waiting to be told and painted.
This is the second.
I hope life gives me a little bit more of an opening to get them done.
Oliver's book of "O"