Julia and I went out for tea this afternoon while Thomas skied with Grandpa. There is a little organic tea shop and herbal apothecary in New Hartford called Passiflora. So we headed there and shared a pot of English breakfast tea. And it was served in a purple tea pot, which made Julia's day.
She took it all very seriously, and insisted on pouring the sugar and milk and stirring by herself. I love her little hands, studiously working at opening the sugar packets.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
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