When Mabel isn't foraging for food, possibly laying an egg?? or sleeping, I've caught the odd glimpse of her trying to teach yoga.
I believe, and correct me if I'm wrong, this is Kundalini.
Poppy caught sight of this..
...and gave it a go. But, being a boy, it was awkward and hard to watch.
I looked away, busying myself with a button on my sweater.
He moved on.
On the egg front...we are getting an egg a day.
I still don't know by whom!
In your honest opinion, do you think I over shot on purchasing the egg basket so soon?
