Tiny Table

Over Christmas we had cheese and biscuits in front of the TV a couple of times for tea, following huge lunches.... this obviously made an impression on Alexander, and he keeps asking when could we have biscuits and cheese off the tiny table.

For some reason yesterday I promised him we would tomorrow, and when we got home he asked "is it tomorrow?". So we ate our normal dinner and then had to get the tiny table out to end with cheese and biscuits, almost like posh people. No port, though.