Tea Time Is Good Medicine

I have been fighting a case

of post-Christmas, depth of winter

blue - blahs

this week.

Erin hears the words

"Tea Party" from the media

{even though it was used in politcal context}

and has a

"Great Idea".

"Let's have a tea party!"

The dress-up box is flung open;

clothes are flying all over the floor.

She tries on a lovely white with greeen trim

Scarlett O'Hara inspired dress.

But proclaims, "These are not my favorite colors."

Back to the box.

And here is the result:

"Take a picture of me with Toby."

Our menu: 

{which she packed into a purse made by my mom}

generic Walmart smiley-face fruit snacks

orange cheese cracker packaged sandwiches

an apple.

We added some graham crackers.

I had eggs.

While I had tea, she had hot cocoa with marshmallows.

She tried "pinkies-up"

but couldn't hold the cup and the pinky up

at the same time.

Good Friday mid-morning

medicine

for winter blues.