Fit for the Queen

The long awaited tea set has made it to our house. Oh, I am sure you didn’t know it was long awaited, but it was. It was supposed to be a Christmas gift for Kiersten and in fact I ordered it the first week in December on Amazon. They gave me the heads up it was backordered and would be a few weeks. (It was on sale.)

Long story short the 3rd week in February (yeah, you read that right) they cancelled the order. However I could immediately go on to Amazon and order it for the non-sale price and have it shipped a.s.a.p. (Rethinking Amazon for future purchases.)

Anyhow, the tea set. (Oh dear, sorry for getting off topic there!) I thought I would introduce you to it since it is so cute and is indeed fit to serve her majesty, the Queen. This isn’t the original tea set I ordered but rather one Kiersten herself picked out from a little shop here in town.

Now we haven’t as yet served tea in the tea set because Kiersten isn’t fond of tea. However, she is very fond of hot chocolate. So there you go. Hot chocolate it is! : )

The serving plate we grabbed at Goodwill. We needed a little something to set this fine china on. (Ok, you got me, it is porcelain not china. Sheesh! : )  )

It has come out on a few occasions after the older two had spent some time out in the snow (We got it back in March). Kiersten has generously allowed both her younger two siblings to share in the joy of having a spot o’ chocolate served in dainty dishware. Isaiah likes ‘tea parties’. I suspect is has everything to do with those little colored marshmallows you see above. (What they say about men is true for boys as  well: The way to a boy’s heart is through his stomach!) : )

I am hoping to set up some regular times for just the girly and I to take our hot chocolate together (minus the other troublesome troublers). That is the intention – mother/daughter time with a dash of chocolate thrown in. And the Queen? Well…. we’ll think about inviting her over some other time!

Six

I have two littlest men. A biggest, littlest man and just a littlest man. My biggest, littlest man (Isaiah) recently turned six. I love how he is getting big, or rather growing up, and yet isn’t growing up too fast. He still has a lot of little boy in him yet. : )

Things to note:

- His eyelashes are the longest of any of our children. They add a little something special to those sweet eyes.

- He has the most precious giggle, and I do mean giggle! Other children laugh, he giggles. Makes me smile just thinking about how it sounds.

- He has more energy and bounciness than ought to be right for any one child.

- His love for cars has not waned. Hot Wheels are still the in thing and color changers (cars that change different colors in warm and cold water) are tops just now.

- He has discovered and fallen in love with Calvin and Hobbes comics. His first nickname is ‘Calvin’ and his second….’Stupendous Man’.

- He has a faithful companion in his tiger, Hobbes. For a child who never had any use for stuffed animals of any sort it is cute to have him buckle Hobbes in the car, sleep with him, wrestle with him (because as I was told, “You know Mom, Hobbes isn’t real? Except for when he’s with just me?” He gets the whole Hobbes thing.) and then tell me Hobbes needs a bath too (a.k.a “Please put Hobbes in the washer?”).

- He still loves his big sister and thinks she is the coolest. He even made no fuss when she wanted to have a paper hat just like he and Hobbes. (You’d have to have a Calvin and Hobbes comic book handy to know Isaiah is wearing his in just the same fashion as Calvin. : ))

- He also loves his little sister. I suspect that has a bit to do with the fact that she is an action player. She runs around the house with him, hangs upside down off the furniture with him, jumps from things they both know they shouldn’t with him and in general gets crazy with him –which he likes and appreciates about her.

- He likes and enjoys his man time, his Dad and Isaiah time. I find that precious.

My biggest, littlest man won’t carry that littlest title around much longer. For now though? I’ll love and cherish all things 6 and still a tiny bit little about my Isaiah boy.

Face Painting

I would have to say Zeke ranks up there with messy eaters. Oh, they’ve all had their moments, I mean what baby is a neat and tidy eater?

This is Zeke doing a little touch up on himself.

Face painting ah natural!

I would like to say this was an isolated incident, but well….

I would be lying! : )

If only he didn't look so cute (and happy) doing it!

 I will say those dimples make me want to smother him with kisses….but that will have to wait until I wipe him up!