Finding a giraffe in an odd place.

Yesterday I took Art into work with me. He loves going there. I'm not entirely sure why, but as soon as I told him he was clearly extremely happy. We saw some of my work friends, went to the coffee shop for a cookie, and listened to really loud 'booming music' in the car (also known as Pictures at an Exhibition by Mussorgsky, Art's very favorite music). While in the office he peed in the potty. After he finished he studied the bubbles. "Look, Papa," he said. "That looks like a giraffe!" I know this might be too much information, but his pee bubbles did look like a giraffe. And then as they dwindled he said, "now it looks like a snake." I just loved that.