flying machines

The latest game is zooming around the house making aeroplane noises and flying little plastic planes  to the tune of .. those magnificent men... Then little un decided to race me on a broom ... that's my girl


I often wonder what the neighbours think... as Little un is too short to be visible above the window ledge,  but they can see me in all my glory,  playing with planes and dancing around the living room with monkeys and lions, whilst shaking maracas... oh well... I never had any street cred to begin with...