Otherwise titled... when your Kindergarten teacher comes over for tea
It all started on the playground in a conversation something about "I want to spend time with you."
And it all turned into a Tea Party at our house.
She counted down the days and bolted out of her room the morning of.
It was a whisper secret between them at school "just two more days....!!!"
And then it was here.
And when a beloved Kindergarten teacher comes for tea you bring out all the good dishes.
Pretty table cloth that you iron to make if just so
You stop for flowers (like at a real florist... now that was decadent)
And you brew the tea.
The rest is the real magic... she arrives.
And sweet conversation, happy girls, and oh happy mama = a childhood event that none of us will forget.
Because her teacher came for tea.