Good morning whimsy!

I meant to post these birds on Dr. Seuss's birthday. I gave my dad a gift of colored porcelain clays and he was trying out all of the colors. My mother was a bit worried he had 'lost it.' We fell in love with his flock and fought over who got what.

My latest obsession is vintage Crackerjack toys. Now THAT's a party around your neck! They have a similar silliness, though with a little bit of feistiness. They remind me of my dad's Halloween pumpkin. His versions always looked mischievous.

Sometimes I wonder about these Crackerjack charms.  Isn't this bird hysterical? It's kind of creepy and has a a whole lot of attitude.