Clementine (with her assistant Ruth) cooked breakfast for me (and Granny) in her playhouse kitchen about 83 times this afternoon. After breakfast I was expected to get sleepy. She sang "Winnie-The-Pooh" VERY softly to help me sleep. Then when I was finally snoring she ran around the playhouse to shake me awake for another breakfast. (One must be sure to blow on the eggs and the coffee because, as she often reminds me, it's hot.) We are also expected to share bites and sips. Then another nap. Repeat.
On the other hand Ruth is still fascinated by peep-eye:
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