We can dance, if we want to:
We can beat our friends' behinds:
I swear, she can spell her name AND write it! She starts with the 'I', then the 'O', then an 'R' right where it belongs. She can NOT be convinced to write it any other way. Three is so magical I could shove her sometimes.
Still swirling. Still trying to breathe. My sister is coming soon and we all know she makes for great material.