I know this sounds funny to some people, "How can you hate dinner?" Well let me just explain myself...
I love to come home and cook dinner, creating things for my family to try, the old faithfuls they always ask for and experimenting with new recipes is fun for me. However I won't lie, sometimes those recipes are a flop...I'm working on that! I love when my family can sit down at the table together and enjoy a meal and my girls say "this is the best meal ever mom"...they say that often...wink, wink :) Side note, why do we say wink, wink, when in all actuality we only wink once?? Anyway, that's a great thing coming from a 5 1/2 year old and one really picky 3 year old. But getting to hear about their day and my husbands day and to just basically bask in the glow of family is so wonderfully fulfilling to me.
Now for the other side of this relationship...
I hate when my family scatters from the table to run outside and play a little bit longer, when my husband says "but my show is on babe" or worse yet we have somewhere to be and need to cut our family dinner short. And then there's the clean-up. You know my husband has "man" things to do outside or in the house somewhere that only he can do so that he can get out of helping with the dishes or putting the food away. Now I can't say too many bad things regarding him, he does help clean the table off most evenings. But then it's rush, rush, rush to get baths and clothes out for the next day and bedtime books and then my day is over...and we start all over the next day.
Blessed with every moment I have with my family I'll try and forgo anymore negativity in this post and say....tomorrow is another day and the weekend is only days away!
T~
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