So. My flat has been getting a little goofy recently. Oddly we've all been home at the same time recently, which usually never happens. Last night we had a late supper together (read: most of us had eaten, but Latana had made a casserole and wanted to fatten us all up, so we all ate some more!) and had a lovely chat. Tonight Latana came home tired and a bit depressed, so I taught her two of my tiny tots songs that involve much dancing around.
We got a little bit rowdy and started accidentally knocking stuff off of the shelves by jumping up and down too hard. Moises got involved and we were all laughing so hard that Ella turned red and almost missed an important call she had to take.