At dinner the other night, I had to laugh.
My little sister (MLS) (who is now 18, graduated, and obviously not so little) made some French toast for dinner. MB, MG, and I sat down with her to eat. Random talk went on, and soon my mom’s diet of the day came up. The parental units had gone to dinner elsewhere, and we hoped my poor mom would eat something since it seems she had a whole 2 graham crackers the ENTIRE DAY. (Mom, seriously? EAT.)
Guess what came up? Not sure? Check out this post and then come back.
Dinner went on, and then I just burst out laughing. I told MLS why, and she, too, laughed. It totally proves my point that no matter who or when, a meal at a table with our family is… interesting.
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