High Tea

Today I ran a bunch of errands and wound up coming home with a few more things than I’d anticipated. Among those things was a Snow White tea set.



My three-year-old niece loves all things Snow White. I don’t know why. She’s never even seen the Disney film. Still, her toothpaste, toothbrush, tricycle, pretend cell phone, underwear—and now her first tea set—are all adorned with the image of the raven-locked maiden. I don’t even think she knows the Seven Dwarves exist.



Watching my niece play with her tea set makes me long for years past. We had a tea party this afternoon. We filled the teapot with water and she daintily filled my teacup. She spooned tiny droplets of “sugar” from the little plastic sugar bowl and sweetened my tea.



I instantly thought back to my tea parties. I have a much older sister, so I primarily had stuffed animal guests for my tea parties. The action figures and Barbies’ schedules were a little too busy for the affairs.



Ah, to be three.



Fiction update later this week.