baby fell over

Missus Pink was a bit hyperactive today; skidding, sliding, shouting..s...omthinging. Inevitably, she fell over many times. This time, she fell over a tree. Luckily Mr. P was there to rescue her and to make sure the tree was OK. They kissed it better (yes, I do mean the tree) and everyone was happy again.

I started today with no plan and carried on like that for the rest of the day. This involved me doing an hour of yoga because i felt like it and buying a new set of speakers for the living room instead of the new phone for me that I was supposed to buying (I got confused by all the things a phone can do these days). Since then, I've mainly been listening to different kinds of music really loudly, just to make sure. The bass booster has survived being turned up full and playing H-Blockx Rising High. Biggest child's reaction to this song was "it's kinda mad and loud and cool at the same time, no wonder you like it".
Now they are all in bed (yet again all in one room - they either refuse to let each other in their rooms or they all sleep together - three sisters, it's/they're weird), so I am chilling out with Roger Waters, the Pros and Cons of Hitchhiking, surround sound an' a bottle of red. How's that for a plan?

Mr. P. Spitzimixi says that she's not a baby anymore, she's enormous!