These little guys are almost always up to something. That's what I love about them. They have indomitable spirit. Satu of course is afraid that they will burn the house down, so she is always checking up on them. I know that she speaks droid. After all, it's not a hard language for someone who is fluent in crow and chipmunk to learn. The problem is that they just won't be told what to do. They are like people that way, they have to get into things.
See how they just stand there and nod while she tells them how dangerous matches are? You can tell they are just going to do it again. You just know, like you know that the dog will eat your cream cheese as soon as you leave the room. Dogs and droids cannot be trusted.
This morning Satu thought that she was catching them in the act of destroying the coffee table objects or some other equally mischievous deed. However, when she got downstairs...
It seems as if they were trying to tell her how six-e she looks in her pj's (they aren't great with English)
Or, maybe they wanted to wish me a happy 39th birthday. They are good with numbers.
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