From time to time when you enter the front door of our house, you'll be greeted by this sight:
Upon closer inspection, you'll discover that what you're seeing is this:
the Boohbahs, hanging upside down, always in the same location, always in the same order. I've just assumed that this is the next in the series of Bud's 3D works of art or, perhaps, an odd little preference of the Boohbahs' to which only Bud is privy.
This evening, when we once again found the Boohbahs hanging out on the stairs, my husband told me that this particular display strikes him as just a bit foreboding, as it is vaguely reminiscent of the villagers of old who put the decapitated heads of pirates on stakes at the entrances of harbors as a warning to any who might be considering a life of crime.
So, hear ye now and listen well: if you've been thinking about dropping by our house, consider yourself warned - and enter at your own risk.