My son has just brought me a cup of my favorite tea: Ginger Peach, by the incomparable Republic of Tea. I love it hot or cold.
I wonder if he's trying to soften some blow that will fall shortly?
... and I hate being all suspicious like that, but these children sometimes exhibit my worst behaviors, and I have been guilty of buttering people up.
Maybe I should just stop fussing and drink my tea. Good idea.
**UPDATE**
I found an empty carton of ice cream next to the teapot. Okay, not COMPLETELY empty... there were about two bites left. Tea with ice cream: who knew?
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2 comments:
Lol, children are cool...but also make us uncomfortable when we see ourselves in them!! ;) That has happened so many times to me and I think, "I really must stop doing that!".
oh...this is so unrelated, but I must've dreamed last night that you deleted your blog. glad it is still here. :)
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