Natalie laughs and crouches to be at eye level with Jo, giving her little belly a squeeze to get her to laugh loudly, trying to worm her fingers out of Leo's hands to fling herself forward. "No, no!" she cries out, grabbing her firmly in case the little girl gets her way, which is not a rare case at all.

"Hopefully she has a knack for salsa more than her mommy does." She grins up at Leo.