“You are not invited to my tea party!”

The boys have been having tea parties. They must have learned this at school. Maybe Weapon X’s stalker showed him, who knows (yes, he’s 4 and has a stalker. A girl in his class LOVES him and follows him around all morning, and apparently talks about him at home, too. Her dad says he’ll worry about this behavior if she’s still doing it in 10 years). Yesterday Project Alpha was setting up a tea party while I was sewing, and he came in to get me and said, “You are invited to my tea party!” So we had tea (juice) for a while with their Animal Friends – Weapon X sleeps with a stuffed elephant every night, Project Alpha has a giraffe – and then I went to do some chores, whereupon the boys immediately became evil, as they often do. I came in to yell at them, and Project Alpha got mad at me and put his hands on his hips with his little face scrunched up angrily and said, “You are not invited to my tea party, Mama!”

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