I don't know how your family dinners go. I always imagined lots of smiles and full tummies when I imagined how my married life with children would go. It's actually quite the opposite, lots of frowns with what we are having, food being flung on the floor, standing in chairs, tears, whining ect. Sometimes they are nice, but I know at this season of our lives they are a little chaotic.
The other night we had a nice meal, everyone must have been hungry except me. I got up from the table to place my uneaten chicken salad in the fridge, the table was unusually quiet. I didn't say anything because I didn't want to ruin the moment, it was actually almost to quiet. Then Isabella out of no where yells, "NO FIGHTING!" We all busted up laughing and Bobby asked, "Why do you say that?" Isabella just laughed. I said, "I guess she felt it just needed to be said at least once."
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Ha! That is great!
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