Tonight before tea I asked the boys to set the table, and the next thing I know Kobe is running over to me yelling 'Barbie, Barbie!' and he took me over to the table to show me what he had done.
Barbie was sitting at the table all ready for tea and had her own little plate and everything (just a pity she couldn't reach the table!). Her meal of choice was pancakes, which I must say she mustn't have very often (or she works out ten hours a day!) or else she wouldn't be able to keep that trim figure of hers.
Kobe told me she was folding her arms ready to say a blessing on the food! It's nice to know she appreciates where the pancakes came from, before she hoes into them! ;)