I'll Have What She's Having

This trip, Margaret met another two cousins (she has, it has to be admitted, a lot of cousins yet to meet, but she's slowly but surely making progress).  One of them was just her size.  Not her age, you understand, but her size.

They bonded over high chair experiences, and (though you can't see it so well in the pictures, shared the humiliation of being dressed the same).

At first, Franny wanted what Margaret had - the toy looked a lot more exciting than the cereal she'd been given.

As time progressed, however, Franny became interested in her cereal, and Margaret began to cast her eyes to the west, thinking that this self-feeding thing looked awfully interesting.