This stage in my life I find that there is always feet by my food. Not my feet. My childrens feet.
Husband can sit down and eat peacefully, but when I sit down to eat, it seems there is a parade around my plate.
Oh, the joys of motherhood!
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Kathy
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You can always pretend you need to make a phone call or go to the bathroom and let the kids swarm around him sometimes! :) Also, are those crackers Wheat Thins??? If so, I'm glad you found them! We can't get them here and they are my husband's favorite!
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You can always pretend you need to make a phone call or go to the bathroom and let the kids swarm around him sometimes! :) Also, are those crackers Wheat Thins??? If so, I'm glad you found them! We can't get them here and they are my husband's favorite!
As long as the sweeties keep the feet out of the food...your good.
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