Daniel Land, Part Two

Hello from Daniel Land.

It's a place where . . .


. . . divine intervention is gratefully accepted,

 

especially in the laundry room!

 It's a place where . . .

. . . GiGi makes the most awesome animal sounds
when she reads a favorite book.

It's a place where . . .


. . . Daniel gets his own taxi,



. . . and it's very energy-efficient.



Bears ride for free.

  Daniel Land is a place where . . .


. . . Cecilia studies for her MLE hours each day.
Sometimes she studies in the morning sun.



and, bundled up cozy in the fresh air,
Daniel takes awesome naps after his morning walks.



Will works on projects.

  Daniel Land is a place where . . .

. . . dinner is enjoyable and colorful,



and conversation flows around the table.





 

In Daniel Land, books and toys are friends.

 

Daniel Land is a place where (thanks to Luey!) GiGi rocks . . .

  

 . . . without make-up . . .

 

. . . or, better yet, without a head.




Daniel Land is a place where Dad and Mommy celebrate every day.


In Daniel Land, 

. . . even getting strapped into a car seat involves imaginative stories,




. . . and running errands requires a weekend tote.

  It's a place where . . .


. . . there are fascinating discoveries behind every cabinet door.

 

. . . single socks go AWOL.

  In Daniel Land, . . .


. . . Elmer Fudd "taught he taw a tocket". . .

  

. . . and challenges the boundaries . . .




. . . before having his face kissed off by his favorite person.

 

Daniel Land is a place where
windows are low enough for wonderful sights like birds and rainstorms.