It's been almost a year since Mia and I had our first tea party.
Summertime in North Carolina isn't exactly the best weather for tea, but now that it is finally below seventy degrees, we are enjoying more tea. Actually, Mia has become a bit obsessed. Having her own special teacup adds to it a bit. This girl can drink her share of tea; we definitely have to fill the whole pot.
I love this time with my girl. This sit and talk time. This no phones or iPads or distractions time. This sweet time.
Daughter of Eve from the far land of Spare Oom where eternal summer reigns around the bright city of War Drobe, how would it be if you came and had tea with me?
I would rather have nothing but tea.
Each cup of tea represents an imaginary voyage.
I expect I shall feel better after tea.