Our rainy weekend concluded with a lazy Sunday afternoon of watching cartoons with the kidlets. Bored with the antics of Woody Woodpecker, my two-year old daughter got up and broke out her various tea sets for an impromptu tea party. Who am I to argue when lovely little cups and an attractive array of plastic petit fours are laid out before me? I immediately accepted my invitation and was glad to see that The Hubs and my son were also on the RSVP list. Our dog Bailey was not officially invited but, like any time there is food involved (even pretend food, it seems) she invited herself anyway.