While we ate and drank, I read The Jolly Postman, opening and reading every enclosure in the book, instead of skimming like I normally do for bedtime reading.This is the best day ever!exclaimed my 5 year old invalid.And she cleaned her plate, eating better than when she is well.Just then she spilled her full teacup on the tray.Oops!The party was over.Until lunch.