With a grin and a squee, Amethyst Treasure Do galloped into the kitchen where her mother was making dinner.

''Mommy mommy mommy! Look what I drew today in art class!'' She proudly held up a crude drawing of a horse, beaming with happiness.

Daring paused slicing radishes, and squinted at her daughter's drawing. ''Uh very nice honey. Let's see: a beak, an eye, two flippers... oh! It's a penguin!''

Amethyst frowned. ''Moooommmmy, it's a pony. I drew you!''

Daring smiled nervously. ''Heh, you don't say. Um, maybe you should stick to archaeology like me Sweetie.''