I am cutting various size bats tonight for the speech therapist at work for some activity she is doing. Adding lots of stickles. I have to say now that the gypsy talks to the Imagine I can FINALLY see how I might not need my expression so much. Loving it. Please excuse the faux blue wall painting. What can I say it was a moment of madness at a bad time in my life a few years ago. On another wall I have paint samples taped up. Trying to pick a green for the room but can't decide.