To finish up my week of posts about Kevin last week I found this aesthetically pleasing display arranged atop The Bureau that Must Not Be Touched:
A gold-painted plate; a camouflage Puma shoe; a candlestick; and a suction cup hook.
Kevin arranged it for me. Guess the theme and I will mail you a cocktail napkin signed by Kevin himself. (The answer is at the bottom of the post, so it’s an honesty policy kind of thing.)
And, as a friend commented earlier in the week, “All paths lead to unicorns.” I sent Kevin out to buy presents for three girls and he came back with three gigantic unicorns. I said that’s fine, but it’s up to him to find a way to wrap them.
An hour later…
Yes, each unicorn gets its own “Quik Tube” with star cut-out. Kevin calls them “unicorn lairs.”
I call them “This is the Reason God Didn’t Want Us to Have Girls.”
My sincerest apologies to the moms of these little girls, who now have to find a way to make a quik-tube look cute on their daughters’ canopied princess beds.
And now…the theme of the aesthetically pleasing display is: Things the kids pulled out of the hallway closet that Kevin did not want Leo to eat
We do have some standards here.