Elephants and Dancing Queens

Sometimes when I'm trying to sleep I hear a loud crash coming from upstairs. That crash is usually followed by a thud, then another thud, and another. It sometimes continues for hours. What earthly power could make such a racket? I recently found out that it is none other than my neighbor's seven-year-old child. I think they gave him a pogo stick for his birthday. Either that or he really loves that "carpet is lava" game where you have to jump around the house because the floor will burn you.

Oh, and his parents are a riot as well. They have a habit of playing their favorite song, "Dancing Queen" over and over at all hours of the morning. Crazy. It's quiet right now though, so I shouldn't complain.

-chc