Feet and Food

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!


Kathy said...

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!

R Lennon said...

As long as the sweeties keep the feet out of the food...your good.