My free time.

I have this new method of screaming until my parents let me out of jail. This is what happens when they do. 

Day one of my reorganization. 

It takes literally about 30 seconds to empty out mom's underwear bin, and then I do my shimmy right back out into the living room as if nothing happened. 

I'm an Eastern European lady without a doubt! Adidas track suits are an absolute must if you are living here. 

I'm also missing some teeth, which is also pretty normal here. 

What dad gives me to play with while he cleans the kitchen and dances to the Green Onions and pretends to be a good singer. 

I'm actually on beat with the music 9/10 times and I'd say dad is shooting around 2/10 times. He tries so hard, it's really sad.