Tea set

I sent my kid to daycare without a proper breakfast yesterday.

It all started the night before last when we were eating spaghetti off of miniature frisbees.

At Easter, Derek's aunts put together eggs and hide them for the kids.  Elsa loved looking for them and has loved playing with the toys she got.  She managed to get a few miniature frisbees and recently decided they were plates.  At dinner Tuesday night, she wanted to eat her spaghetti from her little "plate" and I obliged, because in the scheme of some of the awful things that she could do, using a plastic frisbee as a plate isn't bad.

When she was still pretending yesterday morning, I decided to get out a toy tea set that a friend of mine gave to Elsa.  It was love at first sight.  She gave me coffee in a miniature cup.  She gave her dad coffee in a miniature cup.  She only wanted to eat from the miniature plate and the only thing that fit on it was goldfish crackers.  And so that's all she ate.  And that's why she went to daycare without a proper breakfast.  (She also only wanted to use the tiny plates today, but she's home with me all day, so it's not such a big deal.)

She really loves that tea set, but she started throwing pieces of it today, and I had to admit that she's just a little bit too little for it.  I packed it up once she went down for her nap.  I'm dreading what will happen when she wakes up and can't find it.  I know this girl.  She will ask.  She will cry.  She will run around looking for it.  She WILL NOT forget about this tea set because she never seems to forget anything.  I hope that I can distract her with her new butterfly necklace.  (That I bought because she grabbed it at the store this morning.  I know that this is not good support for my mother of the year application.)