I've finished the angel ornaments that I'd
been working on.
My angels are in the choir, so
I gave them all hymn books.
I first glued on smaller shells
to represent arms in long flowing gowns.
My husband walked into the room
as I was glueing on the last couple of arms
and asked, "Why are you giving them boobs?"
I said, "They're not boobs! They're arms."
I hope by sharing this exchange I didn't
plant a seed in the minds of readers
to start seeing boobs on my angels!