CALL ME SNAKE

Who would have known that my five-year-old daughter has a thing for blue-footed boobies? And why on Earth did a blue-footed booby (stuffed version) arrive, unannounced, in my parents’ mail? Another of the universe’s mysteries that may remain unanswered. Reasonably enough, they had no idea what to do with this stuffed animal–that is, until, my daughter’s drawing of said animal arrived, unannounced, in their mail. Then they knew there was only one place they could possibly send their errant booby. And that’s the end of today’s sermon; please collect your booby prize at the door. On your way out.