The Mad-Hatter and Me

So, before I bust out in tears again, I need to share something very sweet that happened to me last night.   Freckles had a little headache and wasn’t feelin to hot (probably cuz he wasn’t ready to go home either, and he knew it was his last night here) so he took a couple aspirin.   About 30 minutes later, he mentioned it was still there.   I offered him a drink of my tea.  (It was a perfect and proper cup mind you…) 

I’d like to think of this post looking a little something like this…so you imagine it just like this too, will ya?  

“Mmmm, this is good” he said to me.  (How cool is that?)  So I told him he could finish it.  I like to share that way.  And because I love having something in common with him.   He is 12, and he is a boy, so sometimes that’s a little tough, since I’ve raised a girl all these years.

After he’d finished that (my) cup.  I asked him if he’d like another.   “Mmmm-humm” he said.   That’s 12 year old boy speak (I think) for ”yes please”.  

If you couldn’t guess, I ate that up! 

I made us both a cup.   His I returned to him, in one of (his) Great Grandma B’s Noritake Amarillo Bone China Tea Cup, and  saucer…with a shortbread biscuit.   How fun is that?????

 

 

Then this morning when I was helping him pack, I asked him if he wantd me to send him home with a couple tea bags, and the directions for a “Proper Cup”.   The reply I got….”Mmmm-humm”.  

Whoooopeeeeeeee!

That cute young man, not only got some tea bags, and the directions, but also the rest of my box of Shortbread too! 

How could I resist?  You’re right, I couldn’t!