Tea Party with Luther
It occurred to me recently that I was doing Luther a grave disservice by not having tea parties with him. Boys like dressing up and having tea and sandwiches and cake just as much as girls do. So we went to the grocery store and picked out some pastries, made cucumber and cheese sandwiches, brewed some decaf tea, put on our "fancy dancing" outfits (as Luther calls any dress I wear or any tie I put on him), and had a delightful party for two. He was a very proper little gentleman, making sure that I always had plenty of tea in my cup, insisting that we "Prost!" or "Cheers!" after every sip, and even nibbling on a cheese sandwich before asking if we could move on to the desserts. A wonderful boy at a wonderful age.