This evening Clara decided to play birthday party. She got one of her dolls and brought it to me on the couch. She claimed it was the birthday baby.

“Cute” I thought, it must be the baby’s birthday. But Clara corrected me, and said that it was my birthday and the baby was for me.

“Kindof Weird, but Harmless Enough” I thought.

Then she sang happy birthday to me, and placed the baby in my lap and asked me to blow out the candles.

“Very Strange, and Kindof Uncomfortable” I decided.

And then she asked for a knife so she could cut it and have a piece, and that was where the game ended abruptly.