Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Five Star Girl


The last time Kenz was over I suggested some activities. Do you want to play Scrabble?  No Nana.

How bout we color, better yet let's make a birthday card for Ant Jean?  I want to do that, but not now Nana.

Hmm, do you want to take a walk?   Naa!


I know what I want to do Nana.


Kenz was out of the room and back with a piece of white typing paper and a blue marker. 

I want to play... Five Star Restaurant.

  She chatted on about things in resturants that had five stars. I don't know where she came up with all this, maybe from a TV program, maybe from a conversation. 

We need the Sponge Bob table from the kitchen. Do you have a nice tablecloth for it Nana? And get something to cover the chairs.

In the hall closet where treasures live, I found a linen tablecloth that my mother-in-law gave me about three decades ago.  Kenz brought in the Mother's Day roses from the kitchen. I got the etched wine glasses and the finest china I own. 

It was time to design the menu and name the place.  Kenz did all on her own. She spotted Golden Gate somewhere. I think on an advertisement. 

I was busy being chef rounding up anything I could find from the slim pickings in the fridge.  The menu turned out to be quite impressive.  We had applesauce soup. (To die for!)




What a great time. It was well worth the expense. The baby dolls were there and the place had entertainment. (Kenz singing along to Hannah) 





I tell ya if this is any indication of what Kenz is going to do when she grows up, the world is in for a real treat!


She makes my life delicious!



3 comments:

Susan Adcox said...

What a fun post. My 12-year-old granddaughter's special job at my house is setting the table. She especially loves to create centerpieces. I just wish I could get her equally interested in cleaning up!

Grandma Shelley said...

My granddaughter runs the Cheetah Cafe when she is here for meals. She has menus, an apron, and all of her favorites for setting the table.

Always a table line, candles, and stemware glasses even if we are having hot dogs!

She plays both parts granddaughter and server when it is time to eat. She excuses herself as granddaughter and comes back with her apron on to fill our water glasses. It goes back and forth the whole time. Papa and I have a lot of fun telling the server about our granddaughter and our granddaughter about the server. Lots of giggles are shared with our meal.

Nana Connie said...

Susan and Shelley

We should get our grand girls together and give them a real resturant... Tt would it have more than 5 stars!

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