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Sunday, December 06, 2009

Today I dusted my dining room table. Now, mind you, we only have one table and yes, there was an actual layer of dust on it. Not proud of it, but there it is. Proof we haven't used it in at least a week. I remember when I had to wipe it down every night to clear away crumbs, drops, and spills. Now? Just dust, thank you very much.

Between after school activities, games, practices, and homework, we eat on the go a lot these days. Even when I do cook, half the time we end up eating at different times and scarf it down at the kitchen island over the Journal Gazette. Thank God for the crock pot.

I don't want you to think we never eat together. It just seems that when we do, it's over a stuffed crust pizza, surrounded by all the other busy families, between Chad's practice and Trevor's game. I remember several years ago reading that families should aim for dinner together at least once or twice a week. At the time I thought that was crazy. Now I realize we just hadn't hit the busy middle years.

Not to worry about spending time with the kids, though. They're trapped in the car with me half the day. Of course, they only see the back of my head, but still. I have a captive audience. What more can I ask for?

Denise Hunter  
posted at 4:49 PM  
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At 10:31 PM, Blogger Kameko said...

I remember when my kitchen table was used for family meals - that seems so long ago. Now that it is only my husband and me, we rarely eat at the table. It just seems so much easier to grab a TV tray, if we aren't eating on the run somewhere. I miss those days of family meals around the table when everyone could catch up on what was going on with the other family members daily lives. It seemed we actually talked more when we ate meals around the table.

At 11:38 PM, Blogger Sarah said...

Wait til they all start working jobs too! It will only get worse before it gets better.

I love my crockpot too. If you haven't seen it already, I highly recommend the site: She did a kind of Julie/Julia thing for a year with using her crockpot every day. I've used a lot of her recipes.

At 6:55 AM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

I have a feeling I'll feel that way, too, Kameko.

Thanks for the website, Sarah! I'll check it out. Our oldest son worked from April to September, so yeah, I know what you're talking about. I also have to take them to school and pick them up, which is almost an hour round trip, so that doesn't help either.

At 8:45 AM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

What wonderful memories. Mealtime. When the people I love most in all the world gathered around a bountiful table in a warm home . . . .

"Mom, he kept his eyes open during prayer!"
"How do you know?"
"Ha, ha, Mom caught you, too!"
"Pass the potatoes and stop fighting."
"Dad, he says he's not going to help with the dishes."
"He will help with the dishes because I said so."
"You should ask her how she did on her math test.
Owwwww! Stop kicking me!"

Well, you get the idea. I loved our Walton moments, but I just had to throw in a little reality. :-)

At 9:51 AM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

Our nest is empty. Well, sort of empty. Our son has an apartment in the basement. A sign of the times? About the only time we sit at the table to eat is when said son cooks. He's a gourmet cook. Otherwise, the hubs and I eat in front of TV to eat.

As for dust, I say dust bunnies are an endangered species and need to be left alone to propagate.

At 9:52 AM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

LOL Ane! If we didn't have dust allergies in the family, I might be tempted to let them breed.

At 1:41 PM, Blogger Kristin said...

I feel like I'm running a Denny's around here. Everyone coming and going at all hours. Now that DH is into a routine, the kids and I are having dinner together and he either eats at work or comes home and eats after us. So sad, but in this economy, I guess we do what we have to.

At 2:45 PM, Blogger Jaime said...

Someone wrote "wash me" in the dust on our dining room table. (not even kidding) I'm glad they missed the thicker layer on the entertainment center. ugh.

At 8:28 PM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

My kids do that on the car all the time, Jaime. I cleaned the table before they noticed it had sufficient dust.


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