On Friday night, the stockinette was applied to the heads. It is a stange, but wonderful feeling, to watch these little people become who they are are. Personalities are emerging, friendships are forming, and bonds are being made. They are no longer wads of clay, fighting change. Now they are growing, like buds forming on flowers, trying to become something larger than the sum of their parts.
Tonight, they are a group of aliens, with antennae sticking out of their heads. Actually, their ears have been made and glued on, and stick pins are holding them in place. For some reason, that just didn't seem like a very dignified way to have one's photo taken!
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