I love a good love story, and especially a well publicized one. I love to look at the photos of the couple, read articles about them and anticipate the announcement of the engagement and then their wedding. As you can imagine, I have followed Prince William since I was a teen. I used to imagine myself marrying him! I would dream about attending the same college as Prince William, he would see my across campus and know that I was the one he wanted to marry. ( A girl can dream, right?) Thankfully, I have married my own Prince Charming and am so thankful that God knows the desires of my heart and what man is the perfect fit for me. I also have a special place in my heart for England. My Junior year of college, or uni/university as the Brits call it, I studied abroad in England at Lincoln University. I had the most amazing time. I made the sweetest friends, awesome memories and was able to travel around England and Europe. So in honor of the Royal Wedding and England I decided to have a tea party with my day care kiddos.
The more you read my blog, the more you will learn that I fly by the seat of my pants. Nothing is ever too planned out and my ideas almost always come last minute. Wednesday at the end of the day I decided that we would have a tea party. Thursday after work the boys and I made the rounds around town to get all of our supplies for our party---tiaras, ring, jewelry, scones,Tetley tea, finger sandwich supplies, fresh fruit, veggies, cream, etc. (I also had emailed my English friends to find out what takes place at a proper English tea party.)
Friday morning rolls around and I'm in party planning mode--I'm in the zone, or like my dad would tell us, "Focus like a lazer beam!" I have my list of "to do's" and start to prioritize in my mind. I can't start anything until I have made my Caribou run. Nothing really seems officially until I have my Northern Lite Latte in hand. When we get back, I have the kids all sit around the island so that we can watch the Royal Wedding together. Of course I have TiVo'd everything. As we watched, I was multi-tasking preparing food, decorating tables, curling & spiking the kid's hair, helping with wardrobe changes (the kids were instructed to wear fancy clothes), breaking up fights, kissing owes, you name it!
I couldn't wait to see what Kate's dress was going to look like and to see how she wore her hair and make-up. She reminds me of a modern day Jackie Onassis. She appears to be poised, sophisticated, genuine, great fashion sense & a natural beauty. I found myself putting myself in her shoes. Could you imagine going into the church and coming out royalty? I also couldn't help think of William and how sad it would be not to have your mother there. As I watched the ceremony, my eyes started to burn and tears started to swell up. The wedding was so magical & magnificent. I was overwhelmed for them. Thousands of people in the church and tens of thousands of people on the street. I also was thinking of my relationship with Jesus. I am a Princess of the Most High, the King of Kings & Lord of Lords; the only Kingdom that really matters. I was compelled to let my little munchkins know that they are princes and princesses of Jesus. I pray that one day they will grasp the concept and feel and know how much our KING loves them!
Our tea party began once Zella got home from pre-school. My mother-in-law, Mary, stopped over to check out the party. (She loves tea parties!) We took pictures of the kiddos, the food and the table setting. The kids sat around the table and were able to eat on my good china. I served each one a plate of finger foods and poured them each a cup of Tetley tea with milk and sugar. We explained to them that tea parities are fancy events so good manners are a must! We even showed them how to drink tea with their pinky's up! It was a fun party and I was exhausted afterward! Writing this blog post is my unwinding time. Now I must tend to my domestic duties and get my home back in order!