From the Mouth of Babes
so. since we’ve moved to a new house, i have to (heh. well… “want to”) paint a new mural on my son’s bedroom. this time, rather than a huckleberry finn type scene, he’s older now and wants lightning mcqueen and some associated “cars” action on his wall. so, there i was with a glass of red wine pondering the technique i am going to use to achieve the cool “desert cliffs” effect for the backdrop.
now, keep in mind, he’s just turned 3 this past spring:
quentin: dad, why do you have a glass of beer?
me: it’s not beer, quentin. it’s wine. and i was thinking it might help me paint.
quentin: silly, that wine can’t help you paint. it has no hands.