A Tea Party

One thing that awes me is a little girl who does little girl things.

I often say, "I was never a little GIRL."

I played with cars.
Cowboys and Indians.
Climbed trees.
Was awed by the mechanics of a car.
Fought with my fists.
Did what BOYS do.

I don't remember ever playing with dolls, wanting to carry a purse (still don't) or wear heels (still don't), or having "a tea party".

I've been totally amazed by both Cathleen and Rachel and what girly girls they are instinctively-- preferring shoes and purses and fixing their hair over the things I chose to when I was a child.

Yesterday I had the supreme delight of watching
Rachel have her own little tea party.

She is totally entertained doing these things all by herself.
She is NOT a "watch me" child.

While Jeni and I were packing in the garage, she was just outside taking advantage of the things Jeni was discarding or going to donate.



She had a "tea party".



I couldn't believe what I was watching. She set up a "table", dishes for herself and her "friend" and served tea (water) and refreshments (dirt). And did it for a long, long time.

My, was she a busy little hostess.



Unfathomable.
Totally unfathomable.

She was situated between my car and Jeni's van and the lighting situation was not good, but I just had to share with you even though the pictures are not that great.

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