The other night we had a fire roaring and decided to eat together down on the coffee table in front of it.
I brought out Cashill’s setup, put it on the table and went back to the kitchen for a second load. When I came back Cash had laid out his napkin like a placemat and carefully arranged his pasta, granola bar and two beverages.
I wonder if this is a symptom of Montessori or Cashill’s own organizational tendencies.
Either way. Cute.
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