I like to think I'm a fairly liberal parent. I don't spank my children. I accept whatever religious views they spout (although, at 4 and 8, their religion is whichever gives them the most presents). I try to support them in whatever interests and careers they are curious about.
Unfortunately, both my boys are into Lisa's Tea Treasures. Lisa's Tea Treasures is a little shop where they serve a British High Tea complete with doilies, lemon curd, tea cozies, and enough estrogen to make King Kong wear a tutu.
|Whatchoo lookin' at?!|
It's expensive, but my children love it so we go a few times a year. Just me and my two boys sitting there.... Ringing the tiny, silver bell for extra napkins... Holding our little pinkies up as we sip Darjeeling...
I can feel my testes shrink just writing this.
The last time we went, the hostess seated us under a picture. The picture was a disturbing collection of images. I had a hard time getting a shot of it (the glass was really shiny), but here's the best I could do.
or Let Go of My Hand!
or Man This Window Behind Us Is Bright
or The Shotgun Wedding
|The Honeymoon |
or Who is That Old Guy and Why Won't He Go Away?
|The First Evening in their Own Home|
or Now You're Stuck With Him
|Their New Love|
or Now Your Life Is Over
So, what, you might ask, was the title of this picture collection? "Marriage and Children?" "The Victorian Ideal of a Stable Relationship?" How about "Why Women Should Learn a Trade?" Nope.
|Yep, you guessed it.|