Clara the Cat

I tried to convince Clara to be Clara Barton, I was Clara Barton one year for a school report and still remember the cute costume I wore.  She said maybe she'd be that in a few years after she was a flower, ballerina, bride, and fairy.  This year she wanted to be a purple princess.  I still have yards of purple sparkly fabric that were intended as dress ups for last Christmas.  I never got around to them last year and still haven't gotten around to them this year.  

At 8:00 pm Thursday night I decided I needed sleep more than Clara needed a princess costume.  Upon tucking her in bed I convinced her it would be fun to wear her new black leotard with sparkly glasses and whiskers as a cat.  She consented and we practiced her purrs and meows before falling as sleep.  As I fell asleep I envisioned a beautiful gown to be opened Christmas morning.