One time when I was three I tried to eat sixty-three cookies. There was chocolate milk involved.

Come here and amuse yourselves watching me stumble (fall and occasionally be impaled on sharp pointy objects imported from a medieval torture chamber, just for effect) through the wonderful, colourful and beautiful world of paper-crafting.

If you're lucky, I might actually get a few things right on occasion, with pleasing results.

Yes, I am unrealistically optimistic.