Tuesday Teaparty

OK, well it wasn't really tea. They voted for hot chocolate. And then complained that it didn't have much "flavor". Hmm, maybe because I always skimp on the chocolate.

Isaac told me that at Grandma Sharon's, the chocolate milk is much chocolatey-er, much better. I told him, that's probably right - most things are better at Grandma's!


We ate Grandma Mills no-bake cookies and sipped our cocoa. You can see the perfectly set table, by our hostess Ruby. She also got to do the pouring - needed a new shirt when we were done - but she was delighted with her job. Need to assign someone the job of handwashing all the tea-party dishes next time.

We listened to Peter read from his Poetry book. He recited The Vulture by Hilaire Belloc - a hoot. He re-wrote Ewey-Gooey was a Worm with a new main character - giggles. I read Singing Time by Robert Louis Stevenson - we all giggled more because they know I don't really do what the poem says, even though I claim to (poke my head straight from my morning covers and sing and sing and sing!). And The Wind by Christina Rosetti - perfect illustration - lots of evidence of the unseen wind out our snowy windows.

Tea party rules:
1 Pray before we start - this is something to be so thankful for!
2 Pick something good to recite or read - anybody can pick
3 Have yummy something to eat and tea (or something that's a drink) to drink
4 Use polite rules like "please pass the cookies" and "may I have more to drink" and "that is a nice poem" and "excuse me, I spilled the tea, please pass a napkin"
5 Invite guests to tea (Jim was invited but evidently the deer hunting was too taxing, so he napped through our tea party)
6 Have tea parties on Tuesday because they both start with T.