Many days, I do not have any inspiration for snipping. Eventually, though, an idea will come up and smack me in the head.
This one was inspired by watching the two little boys next door. Their parents are cops. Dad is a hulking muscle man. Mom is minute. I giggled several times this week watching the parents cutting grass and the boys pretending to cut grass behind them. The boys bend down low to the ground and hold onto the sides of their big dump trucks. Their little behinds stick way up in the air. Then the boys run that way. How on God's green earth they can run like that, I have no clue. But I get tickled every time I see it. And they can do it for hours.