Tea Party

Our proper tea party this afternoon. Clara doled out the eating utensils - apparently according to size, since I have the largest spoon possible! (The green place setting is mine.) I wish I had a picture of the whole set up after she snitched some of our cinnamon-applesauce ornaments, put one on each plate and declared them, "Cake!" We then had to "sing for the cake" which meant singing Happy Birthday. Whose birthday were we singing for? Clara's, of course! (Later on I did find one of the ornaments with a small corner nibbled off - she just couldn't resist the urge!)

Story for the Day: Clara has been so obsessed with muffins lately. At dinner, Luke asked if we should start calling her "the muffin girl." "NOOoooooo Daddy (almost in tears), I'm CLARA!!!" Sometimes teasing is funny. Other times it is not. Only she knows the mysteries of the difference between one time and the other. Luke quickly backpedaled and returned to her good graces by referring to her for the remainder of the meal as "Miss Clara," which she loved.