Tea a drink with jam and bread

So there is a story behind this tea party. It was several weeks in the making. At the start of the school year, the Girl Scouts came in to talk to the girls at The Bud, of course Hads wanted to join. Time is a little thin for us in the evenings right now and we had already told her she could only have one activity this year. She had already picked Gym and was registered. She was devastated, like tears and wailing devastated. Upon further questioning, I learned she wasn't devastated because she would miss out on the fellowship or community service, but rather because Girl Scouts have tea parties, and she wanted to have a tea party. So since then we have been trying to "trade" her with a tea party for some awesome behavior at school. We had every intention of taking her to ta local Tea House for the full treatment, but apparently people only go for Tea Monday - Friday. So we quickly made our own tea party at home. I pulled out one of my Mom's beautiful tablecloths for decorations and then pulled out my antique snack plates and cups she collected for me. In the approximate 10 years we have lived here, the plates have never been used and had an unusual layer of funk on them after being in the "Outhouse" (not really an outhouse, it is a piece of furniture that is huge that Wayne and Matt nicknamed the outhouse after they had to move it.) Wayne informed me that they must be disinfected before we ate off of them. In just a few minutes we had a very happy little girl and a Daddy that was cracking her up, trying to act dignified. At one point, she looked at Wayne and giggled, "Daddy, just act NORMAL." Snort on my part, that won't be happening.