Thanks to everyone for the sweet birthday wishes to Keith. I made him read all the comments and he was blushing! haha! I totally agree with ALL of you…he is a hottie!! HOLLAR for birthdays! :)
Okay, do you want to hear a story? I knew it!! I want to take you into my childhood and show you a glimpse of how I grew up, specifically in terms of dinner time. I was VERY fortunate (and I do recognize how lucky I was) to have 2 parents who cared deeply about the importance of “family time.” We were (and still are) a very close-knit family and we did a lot together, including dinner. From as long as I can remember we always had dinner at the table as a family. And yes, both of my parents worked full-time jobs during the week. But the value they placed on eating dinner as a family at the dinner table was never overlooked no matter how tired they were or how hard their day was. We didn’t turn on the television usually and the answering machine took the phone calls (and had cell phones been around we would not have been allowed to text or tweet, etc, during the dinner hour) This was the time when my brother and I got to tell about our days. It is still a family joke to talk about how those conversations went:
Mom or Dad: “So Josh (my brother) how was your day?”
Mom or Dad: “And Kelly, how was your day?”
Me: “Well first it started when I woke up. I walked down the hall and went to the bathroom. Then I came downstairs to eat breakfast and had….” (You can see where this is going! haha…what can I say I am a talker)
But ultimately the point was that we shared a valuable experience as a family (this continued all the way through my adult life…we still do this when we all get together now). I was constantly shown that my parents cared about me and about my brother. We never ate dinner on TV trays in front of the television, never ate dinner with a plate in our lap on the couch…but at the table in our same spots each night.
Do you think it is important to eat as a family at the table?
Personally, I do think it is important. This is where we learned proper table manners (important in today’s society I believe), where we were served nutritious meals, where we saw that even though my parents both worked a good dinner was a priority, and where we bonded as a family unit. So important that today, Keith and I always eat at the table. We don’t eat on the couch or in the living room but at the kitchen table every single night. I also set the table and this is where we reconnect after a busy day. We talk about the highs and the lows of the day. The television is off, we do not answer our phones and we just enjoy the company of one another over a relaxing dinner from a usually chaotic day. With that said…I want to know about you.
How do you eat dinner in your adult life today? Does it differ from how it was when you were a kid? What level of importance do you place on eating at the table?
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