Rorschach Evaluation--Anyone?

Well, Brett brought home some fascinating works of art from pre-k. My first inclination was to secretly toss them away. Ok, at this point, some sappy Mommy reading this is crying her eyes out with her hand on the phone ready to dial child services for the heartless act I was contemplating. People...hello! I learned long ago only to save a few examples from each grade. No, I have no clue where all my teenage kids baby teeth are--I have them, but I don't know if they are Nessa's or Adrien's. I will say that their baby books are filled out--I did that two years ago :) so there! Does my blatant disregard for their doodlings, old teeth, and baby books mean I love my kids any less? No, it actually testifies to how much I do love them. Instead of taking time doing all that stuff I played with my kids. I went places with them. Well, anyway, what do you guys think these inkblots look like? Now, Freud has his ideas...Rorschach his ideas...and Brett has his own ideas, too. Let us analyze you! Answers will be posted later.