The dead king

My nephew came over . . . brother needed to borrow the truck for the weekend. Took me out to Zumba for dinner, forgot how good and cheap that is. Z had all his books from his writing workshop in his backpack, so after we did some math homework, we read his books. He drew little Caldecott medals on the fronts. So much attention to detail, the illustrations are amazing. The best was "The Died King" (first grade spelling) which I will scan in as soon as I exchange the scanner. I wish I could draw half as well as this seven year old. He and I will have to go to CCS this summer for classes.