Log times - in progress

Ipin, wearing a t-shirt that was obviously too large for her and looking decidedly determined, was sprawled out on a large piece of paper gleefully sloshing green paint across it. She made another quick swipe and then happily wiped the green off on her shirt before dunking her hands into orange. It had been Tohru who had provided the current entertainment. At the request of a few other crew members who were tired of tripping over small bodies chasing one another in the hallways. "Look Lambo! Ipin makes garden!" She proudly handprinted in flowers that looked more like gushy blobs than anything else.