I protect dinnertime. It’s the few moments each day when my family can catch up with what is happening in each other’s lives. My husband and I have the opportunity to instill Christian values into my children, and the conversation is always interesting.
But my children are growing up. Dinnertime is harder to schedule. There are music lessons and sports practices going on in the early evenings. Countless other events are scheduled around mealtime also. What’s a mom to do?
I love to cook, but I work full time, so preparing tasty meals was getting tricky, or so I thought. We just had meatloaf and mashed potatoes the other night. Last night it was chicken. When the kids came into the house to wash up, my daughter could smell the potatoes browning. She had a twinkle in her eye when she said, “I know what’s for dinner!” It really wasn’t the best meal I ever prepared, but she could smell the love in the air. I could tell she was looking forward to dinner.
Dinner conversation was wonderful last night. My daughter volunteered to say grace. We learned about new friends at school, some new scientific facts from my son, and planned our Christmas trip to see grandparents.
Dinnertime is not about the meal. It’s not about how it tastes. It’s about the family.
I’ll continue to protect dinner-time like a mama bear.
Blessings on your mealtime.