Since Operation Organization, we have been eating dinner in the dining room on a regular basis.
On Sunday night, we had a really nice family dinner.
One by one, everyone trickled out of the room after they were done eating until it was just Number 6 left sitting there next to me at the table.
I was actually sitting.
Eating. And sitting.
Eating. And sitting. And even sort of relaxing.
At the dinner table.
That hasn’t happened in about 8 years.
Number 6 finished his salad, yes, salad (and it didn’t even have ranch dressing on it which automatically makes me a candidate for Mother of the Year), and he got out of his chair and stood right next to me.
He was leaning on my leg with his elbow. “Mommy, can I sit on your lap?” he asked.
“I want to finish my dinner,” I told him.
A couple of the kids had gone into the playroom to watch tv.
“Why don’t you go into the playroom with everyone?” I asked him.
“No. I want to stay here with you,” he said.
He was ruining my moment of relaxation. He just had to maintain physical contact.
“Number 6. Please let me finish my dinner,” I said to him. “Sit back in your chair.”
He didn’t move. He just looked up at me.
“But Mommy,” he said. “I really love you.”
And with that, I pushed back my chair and up he climbed. Into my lap.
We stayed there, just the two of us, for a good five minutes.
I don’t know if the experts have that on the list of the benefits of a sit-down dinner with your family, but I sure as hell have it on mine.
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