A te party for two
I did something this afternoon that is not part of my normal Type-A evening routine. I left the house….
Typically, we bathe around 4:30, eat at 5:30 and have playtime/reading from 6-7 pm. Bedtime is at 7:00 pm. Period. We can read a couple books, say our prayers (Britton likes to pray for so many people now- either to prolong the goodnight, or she just likes to pray. I thinks its the first). However tonight we ate at 5:15 (me and the girls were hungry, no sense munching on snacks- or “junk” as Britton refers to snacks) and were bathed and fed by 5:40. So we packed up and headed to Meme’s house. Meme is my Maternal Grandmother. She is 81 (sorry Meme if you are reading this, but we finally did the math), she wears platforms flip flops, no glasses, no gray hair, very few wrinkles, and eats all organic. She eats nothing but organic. No, I am not exaggerating. When we go to dinner, she brings her own bottled water, doesn’t order ice and won’t use the silver ware until she has wiped it down with rubbing alcohal at the table. But that’s a blog for another time.
Boy, we really are lucky to have both grandparents, great grandparents, aunt/uncles in the same town.
After visiting with Meme and Dee Dee, we headed back home. But the fun doesn’t stop there. After Kenley went to bed (still getting crazy with the 7:30 bedtime!)Britton and her Big Daddy had a tea party in the playroom- complete with saucers, cups and a tea kettle. They toasted to each other, and smiled into each others eyes as they sipped their faucet water.
I overheard Big Daddy ask, “Britton, you didn’t get this water from the toilet, did you?”
It was really cute to see a 6′ man squatted awkwardly but lovingly into a little wooden seat at a
tiny wooden table set for a tea party.