Why is there a picture of George W. on this "classy kids" post you wonder? Well if you read all the way to the end of this you will understand why.
The girls and I went for a tea party today at the best little tea house. We met up with my Aunt, Sister, cousin Zoe and friends Debbie and Cheyanne. Getting ready this morning was a nightmare. Grace and Sophie insisted that they wanted to wear jeans and I thought that they should "dress up", Lulu tried to pick her own clothes out and the two shades of pink just weren't going together. I encouraged them to pick something else and realized that after they were all dressed and fidgeting in their tights that they hate wearing, that the shoes were going to be an issue. We just don't dress up that often and although we did pull together some dressier outfits for them to wear, the shoes were certainly lacking. I got over it as I always do. (I only own three pairs of shoes btw, so I don't expect my kids to enjoy wearing dress shoes anymore than I do... because I don't ever.)
So we made it there on time... party of 11, we had reserved two tea rooms next door to one another. Lauren, Bean and the "adults" would sit in one room, and the younger girls in the other room next door. We got the orders and tea selections figured out (the list of tea is expansive maybe 100 or 200 different teas to choose from), everyone can pick a different kind of tea and they bring you your own tea pot full of your choice. I must have gotten too far into the great company, conversation and food to remember to take any pictures! Sorry! But next time I certainly will. (We all agreed that we need to go there more often.)
Meanwhile halfway through my fruit compote, scones and cucumber dill finger sandwich I see Lulu try to bolt from her room back towards the bathroom with hand fulls of something. What was it, you may wonder? It was empty "splenda" packets. Like 10 or more of them. I explained to her that all she needs to use is one sugar cube in her tea and showed her how to do it and told her to not touch the splenda again. And she let me quickly know that the entire bowl of sugar cubes had already been used. Ugh. I walked over to peek in her tea cup of sugar, splenda and a smidgen of tea and told her to sit down and behave and enjoy her banana and nutella finger sandwich.
We had a really great lunch and a wonderful time. They serve you very slowly allowing for ample chatting time and relaxation. The girls, even Bean, for the most part, were really well behaved. Then we picked out three small bags of half off tea to bring home to try later, including a special "Seattle" blend. We walked around the local shops and then came home.
So the day progressed, lots of enjoying the new big jump rope from Grandpa Pat from Christmas with the neighborhood kids, and the cousins were over. I made dinner, we ate, and we were sitting after dinner talking about Presidents. (Which is our new Social Studies theme for January.) The kids had pulled out books and I was impressed with how much they already know. Then somehow David changed the topic to ages and birthday's. He mentioned that this August he will be 14 and next year 15, and he can't hardly believe he is almost in high school and a teenager! I said... "I know and when your 14 that means you get a lot more armpit hair!"
Dominick stopped his sweeping to butt in with... "Armpit hair... hahaha... MOM...David already has a George W. Bush."
No... he didn't just actually say what I think he said.
I know that we blocked the TV's from anything that was above PG rated so how did this kid hear something like that? (Teenage siblings was my best guess.) OK so my sister and I were crying we were trying to refrain from laughing so hard. It was just the matter of fact tone that he used where he didn't even really realize what he was saying, although I think he did do some hand gesture, yes finger pointing downward.
Guess I need to bump up speed on the health home school classes so my kids know appropriate terminology!
Good Heavens! I have classy kids!