Last night at dinner, Grace talked us into playing "dinner games." Last Christmas, Santa brought our family a game that consists of a recipe box full of family games and conversation starters for suppertime. The kids love it and since I was still feeling a bit guilty about the night before, I agreed to play. Chad pulled out a game called "Happily Ever After." Essentially, it was the old "story game" played around campfires since the beginning of time. You know the one--one person starts a story, tells a few sentences, then passes it off to the next person to continue. The trick in this version was that the ending had to be happy. Claire is always a cheerful and willing participant in all our activities, though I'm fairly certain she misses at least half of whatever is going on. Last night, dressed in the outfit above (in that photo she was doing our nightly pre-dinner entertainment), she calmly munched her spinach salad while we spun the tale below.
Chad: Once upon a time, there were 3 little ants. They were happy ants, and one day they decided to go for an adventure at the park.
Dawn: The littlest ant was a little bit scared, though. He knew that to get to the park, they had to cross a big puddle, and he didn't know how to swim. (Okay, your turn, Claire. What happened next?)
Claire: He died.
And they all lived happily ever after?
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