We had a little celebratory dinner last night in our house. It’s been a big year. Another cross-country move, new schools, new jobs, yet another new home. Sissy received a glowing report card. Piper finally learned to swim. We’ll take any excuse for a party. I let Sissy and Piper plan the menu: pizza, lemonade, salad, fancy miniature pastries. The table was set with superfluous paper umbrellas and paper plates. Candles were lit. We’re fancy.
We took a moment to say what we were grateful for. Piper was thankful we all know our place in the family. “Mommy, I’m glad you keep us doing. That way we never get bored and we get our doing done. Daddy, thanks for not eating the stuff you’re allergic to so that you can make everything fun because when you’re sick, you aren’t fun at all. And, Sissy, your job is to make everyone happy. You always play with me and that makes us all happy.”
piperism 
what a lovely world Piper has
It’s pretty dreamy. In my next life I want to be Piper.
can I be your twin?
Absolutely!
What a dear.
Thanks, Christine. She really is. I think Piper and Alice would have a hoot together.
Agreed. We, on the other hand, might pee our pants whilst trying to control our giggling.
That’s the best kind of giggling. I vote yes.
“we get our doing done” Ah, fabulous! I love the table and the party set. Nicely done!
We’re fancy like that. You could totally hang with us. And I’ve got a stack of trashy magazines just hoping I get invited to the beach on your next outing!