The dreary winter weather was getting to her.
The white blanketed world is so boring.
She needed something more fancy.
She organized a tea party.
I was so happy to be invited.
Emerson was up to the fancy challenge.
What: Tea Party
Where: Ida's Room
Dress Code: Fancy
(Yes, that is beef. Emerson's request. Ida thought it was okay as long as it was served on a fancy plate.)
Emerson left his horse and sword on the bed. He was worried they might bump the fancy plates.
....and chatted and before I knew it I was Sylvia from Georgia serving seconds of beef to Virgil and Ida (she refused to have a pretend name). The kids thought it was a hoot. I had to stay in character for most of the day.
We let the party linger awhile in Ida's room though we were finished eating. We liked knowing it was there.