Child: Oh, yes. I'd like some very much please.
Me: Cream? Sugar?
Child: Yes. Just one lump for me please.
Me: And how is your mother doing?
Child: Oh, very well. Thank you for asking. How is your mother?
Me: She is well. Thank you. I think we're enjoying very nice weather today.
Child: I agree, very nice weather indeed. Would you please pass the apple slices?
It's a fun time. We eat plenty, mind our manners, take turns, practice polite small talk, and I try to throw in a little cultural or geographical information about England (or other places around the world) while I'm at it. Usually our tea parties turn into some extended pretend play in which we might leave the table to fly to India in our airplane that the kids have made out of all the dining room chairs and the pillows from my couch-or some such thing. But that's all well and fine with me.
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