Saturday was a blustery, but beautiful fall day. The plan was to go pick a pumpkin at the local farm, but Emma vetoed the idea a few minutes before arrival. Not knowing what else to do, we drove through horse country for a while and ended up in Sykesville. Not big, but a charming little street of antique shops and tea houses.
We stopped for our first ever Victorian tea party. Complete with ladies in hats, mismatched floral china, vintage wedding dresses hanging on the wall, and a collection of Victorian memorabilia. The shop owner thought Emma needed to have her very own photo shoot.
This is Roger's nervous smile. He's not entirely sure he belongs here :)
One lump or two?
Her first cup of REAL tea!
I had the pumpkin tea - not bad!
Pinky's up!
So cute.
walking through town...
graciously allowing me to work on my posing arsenal. this one was their idea! :)
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