Flexing Your Imagination Muscles
I love writing for children because it makes my imagination muscles big and strong. Take for instance last night when my husband gave me a kiss before bed. (Don't get worried this isn't going anywhere crazy. Imagine the bedroom with two twin beds, if it helps). Anyhow, something stabbed my lip. Was it a bug with a sword? Did his nose have a dagger, I wondered. Had he recently transformed into a vampire? The truth was even scarier- a mutant mustache hair! If you are young, you may not realize men occasional grow super thick, sharp hairs kind of like Wolverine (of X-Men fame.) Although, come to think of it, I've only kissed this one man so it's quite possible this does not happen to all men, and I am in fact Look at those hairs. Being a hippo wife would be tough. (by mzacha via sxc.hu) married to Wolverine. My flexed imagination leads me to my second thought: would it be better to be married to a Vampire or to Wolverine? A Va