She didn’t eat it, thankfully. Or take her banana cake and up and leave. But there it was in her coffee cup just the same. Unbelievably gracious, she even blamed herself for its appearance in her mug. Still and all, I gave her a coffee with a spider in it.
Actually, I think I gave her milk with a spider in it, because we store the mugs upside down, but the little fancy creamer right-side up, and since we don’t use it very often and it is quite stylish, I can see why a spider would make it its home.
Regardless, she poured the milk into the coffee, and as a bonus, got a spider.
All the little ones got a cute little tray filled with goodies that toddlers gobble – cheese, grapes, quartered homemade muffins, blueberries. You get the idea. They also got toys to play with, stories to read, beads to string and at one point things were quiet in the playroom which revealed Bee teaching the other toddlers to play Fists of the Lotus or some such nonsense on the Xbox. Chris will have to explain how and why Bee knows how to play Fists of the Lotus or some such nonsense on the Xbox. Or why she knows how to mash enough buttons to get the thing going anyway. Well, anyway, that’s what the toddlers got; the babies got their mother’s milk and NoMo and Blah Blah got just plain coffee, no spiders, and we all ate the banana cake and a lot of the toddler goodies too, but Kittenpie got a spider.
I served my guest – the pregnant one; the one that brought the banana cake, read stories to my kid, held my other kid when the first one nose-dived off the chair and needed consoling, told funny stories and was generally lovely to have around – a spider.
Do you think she’ll come back?