Dried pasta wars on Easter Sunday

We gathered at the Ancients. Five cousins plus mums and dads. And the Prehistoric was there moaning and groaning, so 14 for lunch. Me and little Jas started centre of attention, being the littlest. However, Florriebundle and Mollycule did the Dinosaur Rap, written by Florriebundle. (I think she might take after Baba!). Everyone clapped.

Meanwhile, me and Jas played pasta wars, each with tubs of dried pasta. The game was to see how much of each other's pasta we could steal. I started as favourite, but little Jas, he's a fast mover.... absolutely fearless....

...but I won the yelling competition!