Back from their first day of school with one exhausted, one stinky, and one happy little scholar. I’m not surprised the genius is the only one happy with her future in learning.
Artemisia: Dragon… you’re suppose to eat the food, not make a mess.
Snapdragon: Mess fun!
It’s the middle of the night Goldie, what are you doing?
Ahh, brainfreeze!
Baldwin: Can I pleeeeease be the one to name the new baby!?
Artemisia: Hmm… Well I guess so, what do you have in mind.
Baldwin: Well I KNOW it’s going to be a boy, so I was thinking, Sir Appleton the Third.
Apple: munch munch munch
Artemisia: Oh… Lovely.
Nooboo!
What is this strange cold substance?
Liberty: No no, that little one is suppose to go on the top of your tower. If you have it as the base, it’ll have no support.
Somehow I don’t think this is what Snapdragon had in mind when he asked Libby to play.
Snapdragon: Play!
Liberty: You want to play with your big sister? Alright~






















