"Better than taking after her grandfather," Robert teased them. "I agree she's talented, but I might be a little partial." He looked at Abbey who seemed to be hanging on every word that Li was saying.
"And then we eat them?" Abbey asked, aggressively pounding her fist into the clay and flattening it before she started to roll it into a snake.
Glad that her family was home, Kate came into the kitchen to warm up her tea mug and saw Abbey at the table with Li. All smiles, she stopped behind Abbey's chair and gave Abbey a warm hug and a kiss on her cheek.
"What are you doing, my darling?" she asked looking over the four year old's shoulder.
"Making cookies," Abbey replied.
"Oh. I see," Kate said. "You might not want to eat those cookies, Sweetie."
"Why not? What do they taste like?"
"They taste like dirt," Kate said softly, as if it were a big secret. Abbey looked up at her curiously, and Kate nodded.
"Yuck," Abbey wrinkled up her nose.
"But when these are baked, they get hard like this," Kate said, tapping on the side of her stoneware tea mug. Kate had made many of these colorful, oversized mugs over the years, and they were still the ones used the most at Khaat's place.
"They do?" Abbey was utterly fascinated.
"Yep. They do."
"How do I make a kitty?" she asked.
"I bet Li knows," Kate kissed Abbey's cheek. "Ask him."
"This is all wrong. It's not a kitty," Abbey looked at Li and pointed to her snake shaped piece of clay. "Its not right. How do I fix it?" Kate smiled, knowing Abbey was in good hands and proceeded to the teapot.