Tea for Three

Our sweet neighbours, The Statens, bought Teagan a Rapunzel tea set for her 2nd birthday and she loves it - shocker! She started out content to pretend to drink, but I had the genius (read: stupid) idea to give her some water to play around with once and there's been no going back. You might think that this means I'm lightening up, and I'm not as worried about messes. Think again.

 

Poor T is resigned to beach tea parties - that is, on a beach towel in the kitchen. Please don't judge me. When I'm sitting in the middle of pile of laundry for a family of 6, I'm sure I'll look back on this and laugh. But for now, we'll all have to settle on this compromise.

She doesn't seem to mind. And her favourite guest so far? Her daddy. You'd think he was the English one, raised pinky and everything. The man can hold his own at a tea party. So proud.