Crack'n ourselves up

I could hear Dan Barney in the kitchen, crack'n himself up as he stuffed his artwork for a show about somebodies boxes.

My sister-in-law could hardly get the words out through her giggles as she was telling me to go and check out what she'd done with the mailboxes.

My kittens were gleeful while they built their polly pocket mansions ALL OVER the studio.

I hot glued pom-poms into this extraordinary floral treasure. When I finished it, I laughed out loud as I visualized Dan's face when he'd see it.