Sunday, after preaching at two churches and having a turkey dinner at Max's parents, John & Marilyn in the Vale, we ferried up to Carlow (between Bristol and Bath), where Jon and family live.
We were greeted by a very British-looking Jonathan with towel over arm -- "Good day, may I escort you to your seats?" From then on, it was an English tea party, complete with Princess Afton and her entourage, Jack the Duke of Carlow (the only male other than baby boy Croy and his cousin Oliver), and of course Princess Ivy and another small crawling baby. Children everywhere, pretending they were in England. I carted my china tea cups over hill and dale to get there, and placed them carefully at each place setting.
Butler Jonathan instructed the invitees to the birthday tea how to properly drink tea and how to act properly, as they ate their 'fruit a la stick' and tiny treats. It was so cute. There was classical music playing, and afterwards a dance with all involved. I danced with Jack, the Duke of Carlow and Baby Boy Croy, and cousin Steven. I read them "Splat" the Cat with an English accent, and they were led in a game of walking with a book on head for proper English posture. Presents galore and Princess Afton was in her glory. A six-year-old birthday to remember.
Countdown to the west: 3 days....Would appreciate your prayers for safety in flight and for the seven hour trip on the road to The Pas.
3 comments:
Hi Deb! I found your blog through Amy at the great escape, her new blog. I've been blogging since last August and love it. I looked down through some of your posts ~ very interesting. You are a busy gal and I will follow you so I can see where life and God take you. Blessings! Pam (one of the chickens from the Ridge!)
Sorry, I hit the wrong button so no ID. Pam
What a fun birthday party! She will definitely remember that! :)
My parents headed out to India yesterday until March 1st. Please keep them in your prayers.
Krista
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