I landed at the tree house (or the Parikh Pyle residence) when my niece Atia was just finishing a wholesome breakfast her father had prepared. She was relishing the last few blobs of sour cream over spinach and eggs as baby Tino charmed his way into a post breakfast snack of Cheerios. Atia is in the developmental phase of adult modeling. It's interesting to see how a child's experience forms fantasy and directs play.
Of course it was Atia's turn to feed her My Fun friends!
Of course it was Atia's turn to feed her My Fun friends!
