Last night, after we put the baby down for the night, Gabe and I sat down to have dinner together. It’s not unusual for Asher, our kindergartner, to go to bed before we eat as well. Ya know how it is…the adults’ needs are the last to be taken care of.
But this time, probably because it was Sunday and we didn’t have the usual hectic schedule, the meal was ready in time for Asher to sit at the table with us.
He took this very seriously, filling our water glasses, making us place cards (seriously? IDK where he learned this because it wasn’t at home), putting the salt and the pepper on the table…
But easily the best part of the whole event was Asher spelling out all the rules for meal-time before we began to eat. In addition to the some excellent laughs, it made me realize we may say the word “don’t” a good bit more than we realize.
Just to make this easier on you, I made a little chart. Feel free to pass it along to all the adults you know who need to brush up on their table manners.
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So cute and had to tweet this!!
Thanks Janine!! XOXO!
Wait. Hold on. You light a candle?
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My husband is fond of formality. ; )
I’m #7-ing right now. Don’t tell Asher!
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I am ALWAYS #7ing, which is why he put it on the list.
No 7 is just pure evil man..
This is so sweet. Aren’t y’all fancy with the candles? No wonder you have such “strict” dinner rules. Ellen
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I love when they make “rules” for us!
My five year old made a small clay bowl at school. He keeps a cotton ball in it.
If daddy is bad the cotton ball is removed and shown to everyone to make an “example ” of daddy.
Now if that’s not enough, if daddy is super bad, the cotton ball will be placed in the red bucket!!!!
It took me some time to grasp this whole concept because i had to work late when this set of discipline rules was created..
But now i get it and based on how much time the cotton ball sends out of the hand made clay bowl , im wondering if my husband is a trouble maker!? (Or just the dominate disciplinarian of this household.). Never the less…. i love being the good girl. I get more hugs!