Despite making Bessie and Matt dwell in my mind 24x7, like some kind of a wall paper behind my daily grind, I do not give them the scope to be here as much as I really think of them. Drawing makes up for more effort than my lazy, old bones are willing to take up I guess, or perhaps, the procrastination thingie is a bigger wallpaper than these two. Any which way, They take the back seat and I thought that shouldn't happen. "Too fair", If my second born is to be quoted. She uses that in lieu of not fair, BTW. She has her own set of grammar and wordage established at that tender age, and momma is mighty proud - like a momma ought to be.
Now, momma is also mighty proud of Bessie and Matt, who are incarnates of the same soul so to speak- a soul that has elaborate string of symbols, old lazy bones and a friend of life that gently nudges her to take it easy...after all, homemaking and parenting are full time jobs by themselves - aren't she supposed to get a breather and make some things wait? - but not for long, not for long - so The duo makes a sloppy, cheesy appearance. Something better than nothing, sometimes late better than never - I know you'd agree :)
