buttony muddle-headed...

It’s not that I hate coffee but I do try to resist it. Maybe because when I was still a kid, my mom used to scare me by saying, “you’ll never grow tall when you drink it,” every time I ask for coffee instead of the wholesome milk. Who'd like to grow a midget? :hide: So it was always milk on my mug even until today. I’ve come to love milk. I mean really, I love milk. I loved it even more when added to tea.

Tea with milk soothes my nerves. I even share this enthusiasm with my husband who’s been complaining lately because I don’t prepare it as much as before (we got married). :hide: And so to all tea enthusiasts and serious aficionados, these are treats for you: Tearrow’s tea infused gum that comes in eight flavors and Tea cookies from Torn Ranch. Nam-nam.

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In line with my partiality for tea, from now on, I would name a portion of my blog as:

Tea Time

Khandi is nearing her 4^th month. At this age, she loves to lie flat on her tummy with eyes beaming wide, curious of the world before her. It seems we have one rummy tot. And did I mention she enjoys peek-a-boo? I didn’t? Well…peek-a-boo! She does. Hihi. This slide would serve as a children’s fashion catalogue rather than a coffee table, err, tea table book. Hihi.

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