We try (very, very hard) to have family dinners most nights of the week. But some nights it just isn't possible. My husband works late two nights a week. And with sports practices sometimes we're missing someone. To keep costs down we eat out a lot less, too. So when we do - it's a big event. My middle son hit a milestone at school and asked if we could go out to dinner to celebrate. It was so much fun. We laughed. We talked. We shared. His big sister brought him a little gift. He sat at the head of the table so proud. So excited that it was his night. A special dinner out. Or a cozy dinner home. I find joy in our family dinners - staying in or going out.
Sunday morning pleasures
1 year ago