Really the only problem I have with working at Sylvan is that I leave for work about an hour after the girls get home from school and don't get home until after dinner. I miss having meals together as a family. Breakfast is a hectic (and I don't eat it) and we can be in as many as four different locations for lunch, eating at 4 different times.
So tonight I made linner. Dowlan came home from his temp job a little more promptly than usual, and we brought the kids in from playing. I made steak, asparagus, broccoli, baked potatoes and a salad of field greens, avocado and berries.
We even ate the salad first. On a separate plate. We were fancy people.
The conversation mainly centered around answering, "Why are we doing this?" and the kids kept trying to wander off between bites. Dowlan even wandered off at one point, and I kept having to hop up for this and that. It's been so long since we actually ate a meal together that I forgot what all needs to be on the table.
I keep thinking that someday, somehow, he will get a job and this tag-team parenting style we have going for us can end. Then we can all get on the same page again. Or, at the very least, at the same table.