Last night while we were at the dinner table I started to watch everyone. It was awesome watching my family. I am so glad that I took the time to notice the details.
Baby M had pulled her Dora chair to the dining room table to stand on to eat her dinner. She looked so adorable just standing on the chair eating. It made my heart smile. I didn't care that more rice was falling into the floor than making it to her mouth.
Then I glanced at Lil O who was at the head of the table. She booted Superdad out of his spot and took it over a year or so ago. Of course she was just playing with her food trying to negotiate how much she had to eat before she could have ice cream. The answer: Everything. Once she took a bite she realized that she liked it and finished her whole plate. I don't know why we go through the same routine every single night. It still made me smile.
Hormonal teenage was of course talking about totally random things, like she always does. Smile.
Superdad was sitting right beside Baby M helping her with her rice.
(B2 is at boy scout camp so he wasn't at the table last night.)
Dinner time has always been an important time for us as a family. We have a normal dinner time which is usually 5:30 to 6:30 depending on circumstances. It's our time to talk about the day. Laugh at crazy things and enjoy the wonderful food that I have prepared.
I'm so blessed to have this time with my family. It really means so much to me. I know that it won't be always this way. Eventually my dining room table will have empty spots. The kids will go off to college, get married or just move into their own place. I just hope that they remember how special dinner time was for them and that they start their own dinner tradition with their family.
Perhaps even invite me to their table.