spinthemoon (spinthemoon) wrote,

In which we act like a real family

I always loved family dinners. Some of my earliest memories are sitting in my high chair at the table in our kitchen. But somewhere along the way, I've lost the habit, and my family rarely eats together. At least, not at the table, which has become a landing pad for laptops and dvds and flotsam and jetsam of daily life. Instead, we usually eat in the den, watching TV, while The Boy eats in front of the computer. I know, I know, minus seventy bazillion mom points.

Last night, I made everyone clear the table so we could sit down and have a proper dinner. It was really nice, and was worth missing the first ten minutes of Glee. I borrowed from madamemama and asked everyone to say what they were thankful for that day. The Boy was thankful he wasn't homeless. Husband was thankful that he didn't cook dinner (he does most of the cooking). Middle Daughter's was my favorite, and went like this:

I'm thankful because I was eating my Halloween candy, and found a Hershey's mini, and I thought it was just regular chocolate, but when I opened it, it was a cookies and cream bar. It was the nicest surprise I've had all week. Then again, the only other surprise I've had this week was slicing my hand open, so it's not like it was much of a contest.

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