They can run, so your option is hide...

By the time I got there, he had taken a handful of jelly beans Which equals about half the bag.

Right in the Childhood

I mean what kid hasn't fantasized about having a pet dinosaur? (Or pet dragon for me more often then not.)
I guess only time will tell if that really is what's happening in that scene.
By the way, does anyone remember Cadillacs and Dinosaurs? It was a TV show when I was a kid.

Such Grace!

Guess who's who!
(Hint: I often say that I am as graceful as one of these!)
ONE of my problems at class is dancing in one direction and then having to go the opposite way too quickly. Also there will be some dance moves that my brain goes "Yeah I see what we're supposed to do. No I'm not gonna tell the feet!"
I'd also like to point out that I got permission from my mom and sister to draw this. And although I don't think of them in this persona; I really, really, really wanted to draw this picture!

I am The Bat: Final

JORGE!! Thus concludes the story of the bat at zumba class.

I am The Bat: Part 2

Batty, batty, batty, batty bat! 1, 2, 3 count!
Oh, if you couldn't tell, the bat followed the scent of fresh air out the door. He was having problems with his reflection in the windows, we think. He landed for a few seconds and then figured it out.

I am The Bat: Part 1

Erin's never been on good terms with rodents. I, however, kept talking to the bat like a complete idiot and kept calling it 'buddy', like it was a small child who could understand me. My first reaction to cute, fuzzy animals is "MAYBE IT'S FRIENDLY!!" which is quickly overpowered by my voice of reason, that tells me all that is wrong with my initial assumption.
My 'happy reaction' obviously doesn't apply to insects that flutter in my face.

Movember

True story.