Tea for Two

I learned yesterday that Harry has a penchant for tea....or I should say...playing tea party. He's learned this particular social skill from his friend Lucy. Together at their home they sit on the carpet and share empty plastic cups of imaginary liquid, all the while muttering "mmmmm." Last night I gave it a shot, sitting down with him on one of the painfully tiny chairs that accompanies his painfully small table and "poured" us some tea. We don't have a tea set, so mom took out some white porcelain sake cups. Not the best choice, as it turned out, but more on that later.

Harry poured and I took to saying "mmmm." When my cup was "empty" Harry took it to the water spout on the regrigerator door and filled it up with pride. Second helpings. We had a lovely party. When asked who we should invite to the next tea fest, he said "paba," which is Barnes-speak for "grandad." Of course the story ends with Harry smashing his cup, like the Greeks, into the floor. Note to Leef: this is why children's tea sets are made of plastic.