brothers.

I found this vintage children's book the other day at a flea market:

Then came upon this little scene yesterday:

Remember playing the foot game?  The book tells us that although brothers can drive each other freakin' nuts, the good news is brothers are never lonely.  True, very true.  Especially the freakin' nuts part.

The story is precious but seems to be missing something.  Some important element forgotten on the pages.  It took me awhile to figure out what it was.  Then it dawned on me.  Oh, yes, that's it - a little whimiscal drawing of two shirtless brothers sharing one bicycle sporting superheroes underpants on their heads.  Now why aren't I writing children's books?