I didn’t realize how much I enjoy eating dinner as a family until it wasn’t something we did every night.
With Krystal’s head first foray into sports these last few months it’s been a scramble to get her where she needs to be several nights a week. Usually she isn’t interested in eating before practice, which means she is scarfing something down in the car on the way home, or even at home later on just before bed. Dinner, for her, has become a way to satisfy her physical needs. Period.
So on the few nights we are all home at dinner time, I revel in being together with my girls. I can cook something, and we can all sit down to eat it. Together. I can hear about their days and what is going on with teachers, friends and more. Intellectually I knew all this was happening at dinner…..but now emotionally I’m realizing it because I don’t always get it. Funny how that works!