Precious Patti

Long story short...my kids didn't get a nap the other day (Cal can survive without one, but it's rough for Patti). So, I knew they'd be going to bed early (hence an early dinner, bath, etc.). About 7:15, Patti asked for a p.b. sandwich.... and she wanted to sit at "her" table to eat it. Fine... no big deal. Daniel was entertaining Cal and I went on about my business (probably something really important). Anyway, I noticed after several minutes that it was really quiet in the playroom where Patti was eating (since she's figured out that she can sing and make up all kinds of fun stories, she never really stops talking). I went to check on her and this is what I found....