First of all, if this is the equivalent of looking at someone's endless slide show of their vacation pictures, feel free to exit and my feelings won't be hurt. But, personally, I feel the need to document this for those who might share my opinion that this is one of the cutest things ever. (I suppose that could be perceived as "grandmother talk" too. And that would be right.)
While Brian and Kristin went out for a Valentine lunch, the rest of us had a Valentine tea party, per Bekah's request. And what a grand time we had...all with dress-ups and our uptown voices and pinky fingers extended and pink heart cookies and plenty of sugar-and-cream and lots of "Kati Dah-ling, I believe we are out of cream" and "Kati Dah-ling, could I have another cup of tea?" And a certain little boy in his diaper because his clothes were in the dryer recovering from a spill. And some polite giggles when that same diapered boy carefully picked the chocolate drizzle off his cookie. Yes, it was grand.