dinnertime

If you call me between 4:30-6:00ish, there's a good chance you're gonna get my voicemail... 

why, you ask?

That's a hard time around our house... the girls get whiney, fussy, needy, and hungry... not a good combination.  Jason and I envision dinnertime as being the 5 of us sitting around the table- laughing, talking, and eating.  Hahahahaha!  We wish!

It's more chaos than anything.  It's constant disciplining: 

"don't rub your yogurt in your hair!"

"we don't hit... tell her you're sorry"

"you will eat your vegetables"

"no treats for you tonight"

Get the idea?

And they're OH. SO. MESSY.  (Hence the reason we usually strip them down to eat).

BUT... all of that to say, they're stinkin' cute doing it!  And many times we have to turn around to compose our face and quit laughing before we can continue to try to enforce table manners.

One day it'll happen..... (right???)