It’s always fun to create with my son. Normally that means that I work on my stuff and he makes something of his own along side of me. On this occasion, he requested that we work together and this is what emerged. Somehow, we both channeled a disapproving mother wearing a bathing cap in 1950- at least that’s what it looks like to me. I think I will hang it above my son’s toilet to remind him to aim into the bowl- not the floor, or wall, or ceiling.