The art critic

So we are still trying to get all of the pictures put up on the walls after Jay's stint of painting, etc., and this has involved a lot of propping pictures up and "do you like this here? Or here?" (Him, not me. They hang pictures in the Louvre with less forethought than Jay has put in to our living room.)

Griff has apparently picked up on that because the other night while I was making dinner, I watched him take two pictures that were propped up in the dining room and move them around and lean them up against the dresser base. He then turned around, trotted across the room, stood, looked at them for a minute, ran back across the room, turned them upside down and went back across the room to look at them again.

I.Can't.Stand.It.