Dinner time in our house is like many others around the world.
I try to hold the kiddos off until Lucas gets home from work, but sometimes it’s not possible as their day ends shortly after he arrives at 6:10. We hurry through dinner just to head off to baths and book reading.
With the time change, there was no way to hold dinner off, snacks were just not cutting it. So as I was making pear cobbler (yes, I finally made it after Sunday’s debacle…) the kids were sitting down to their supper. They had balloons attached to their chairs thanks to a friends birthday party that morning, separate dinners (as one likes to eat what mom and dad eat, the other has been living off of grilled cheese and yogurt for two of his three years), and they chatted while they munched.
At first I didn’t pay attention, but after a while I started hearing animal names being called out by one, and animal noises retorted by the other. So I payed attention. Fynn was quizzing his sister. But it got better, he started responding. Their conversation went like this:
Paige: “Baa baa!!”
Fynn: “That’s right Paige, baa baa, that’s right.”
Paige: “Mooo mooo!”
Fynn: “That’s right Paige, moo moo, that’s right.”
And they laughed belly laughs. And ate their food. And kept each other company through an entire child sized dinner. At that very moment, I stood in the kitchen and realized that this was what family was about. What motherhood was about. Even what the world was about. Belly laughs, good food, family and love. What more could one ask for?
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