The other day as I was making supper, Sam and Rachel had a tea party. It was a clear indication that they really are my kids and that children act out what they see at home. Although I'm pretty sure I've never burst into tears when my hostess poured me too big a cup of tea, nor have I ever tried to shove a friend off a chair. I also don't think I've ever needed to be distracted from a "too much tea" incident by someone taking funny pictures of me with their camera. Except for all those things though, it was just like when my friends and I have tea.