Pizza-Cold and Not Cut Up, Please

What better way to kick off the weekend than a lovely pizza dinner with Emily and Chrissy?

First we wash our hands....

With a side of dancing.

And after dinner, we decided on what kind of mischief we're in the mood for.

How 'bout a little belly dancing?

I'll show you mine if you show me yours!

Chrissy was horrified by all the skin action. She is way too modest. Oh, and she can't figure out how to unsnap her clothes quite yet.

We love resting at the Blue Rooster on our way to and from the fire house.

Rumor has it there are pony rides in our future tomorrow afternoon, which totally makes up for the fact that it's Daddy's birthday tomorrow and he's in California at a wedding.