My Side

OK, I really do feel for Nurse Boyette at meal time. She is outnumbered by people who just want. They want a different meal. They want a bite of yours even though they are rejecting the same thing on their plate. They want another drink. They want another napkin because they dropped theirs. They want another napkin because they used theirs to sop up some spilled milk. They want another napkin because they just want two. They want more milk to spill again. They want seconds just as you have sat down for firsts. They want to say grace unless you ask them to say it. Some of them want to tune everything out and eat. Some of them want to talk the whole time, and are appalled when you talk with your mouth full. Women always say they are better at multitasking, but don't appreciate good multitasking when they see it.


All ground up in your mouth.


That's all I have to say about that.

Don't Ya Just LOVE Mealtime?!

Mrs. Nurse Boy here.

I have been trying to train my children during mealtime. Ya know: use your manners, take X number of bites of everything on your plate, don't grip about the meal, help clear the table, etc. As you may have guessed, it has been a struggle. I really am embarrassed about how they act at the table. And I cringe every time they eat at a friend's house. (Let me just apologize to any of you who are reading this and have entertained my children. Any of them. I am soooo sorry.)

So, last night we were eating dinner together. All was going well. Maybe that was because the kids actually liked the meal for once. Until Dimples started telling a story WITH HIS MOUTH FULL OF FOOD. I look at Nurse Boy, as if to say, "you take this one." Nurse Boy immediately corrects Dimples and tells him not to talk with his mouth full of food. Dimples and I start cracking up. You guessed it! Nurse Boy's mouth was FULL OF FOOD!

Honestly, I don't even know why I try.