Emma was having a tea party with her "guys" the other day, and I overheard her consoling one of them, so I asked her what was wrong with him. She told me this elaborate story about how Bear's dad died from smoking (what, even?) and that all of his friends came over to have a tea party with him to make him feel better.
I really wasn't sure if I should laugh or be worried.
After the party was over she put all of the guys in a chair and asked me if I could take them a "group photo" so that Bear could always remember how much his friends care about him.
You guys, I die.