While the cats away...

This morning Hannah and Kate played in their room while I cleaned the kitchen for the playgroup we were hosting. I heard Kate squeal and unhappy squeal and said,

S: Hannah what does Kate want?
H: Pony.
S: Can you give Kate the pony?
H: O-tay.

I heard rummaging around and the sound of the pony carriage. I figured life was good again until Kate squealed again. I stopped what I was doing, started walking to their room and said, "Hannah, did you give Kate the pony?" As I turned the corner to their room I saw that Hannah was riding Kate like a pony, and Kate was trying to crawl away. This is why I don't clean until the kids are asleep. Here as a few pics of my girls playing together where both kids are happy: