We had plenty of cakes at the ready, but no champagne...it was a tea party.
Time to make a selection and boil the kettle.
My beautiful Chinese tea service was brought out, Moon Cakes were sliced and very carefully presented - they may look a little like pork pies, but these particular ones are nutty and sweet.
Poppy presided over the tea kettle and made pot after pot of tea as we all nibbled moon cake and shared a very happy family time. The youngest member of the party settled for milk, happy to be over at our house and taking part in the fun. His enjoyment was no doubt enhanced by the fact that his younger sister was at home and tucked up in bed.
We dimmed the lights and sang 'Happy Birthday' to Poppy who blew out her candles in one breath and got to make a wish. Party poppers popped and more tea was supped.
We learned a little more about Chinese traditions and tea parties. It was another lovely evening, although I fear we made Poppy work very hard as we all drank endless cups of delicious tea.
Unfortunately, the guest of honour didn't put in an appearance. No sign of the moon, but that is England for you.
Thank you, Poppy.
We are so glad you are part of our family.