Pinkies up dahling...

I was invited to a very special event today. We went up to Longmont to lend a hand in removing ReAnnon and Noel’s kitchen countertops to ready for their new granite install. In the middle of all the commotion Anya pulled me aside and asked if I wanted to go upstairs and play in her room with her. How could I resist…besides I wasn’t being any help with the tear out anyway. On our way up the stairs she informed me that we would be having a lovely tea party. Anya lead me into her pretty pink girly bedroom and told me where I should sit, so I did…she told me she would be right back, she had to get something. Out she comes carrying a box that I recognized immediately and it touched my heart. It was the pretty little Beatrix Potter china tea set that my mom gave her for Christmas a few years ago.


I was all smiles watching Anya very carefully set up our tea pot, cups, saucers, sugar bowl and creamer before pouring our first pretend cup of raspberry tea. As we raised our cups to drink she said “pinkies up dahling”, so up they went. We sat there for quite some time sipping our imaginary exotic teas and tasting our yummy make believe cakes and berries. We talked and giggled and tried to act oh so proper with our British accents…pinkies up dahling, pinkies up. Our imaginations were at their finest. It was delightful. I love our special times together, just the two of us, a most lovely tea party it was indeed. I studied the cute little tea cups and couldn’t help but think of my mom. I remember how excited she was when she found this little tea set. I wonder if she imagined enjoyable times like we shared today. I like to think she did. As it turns out, this sweet little tea set was not only a special gift for Anya, but one for me as well.