Mama Said, There'd Be Days Like This . . .

Yesterday was Monday.
It was a Monday in all its glory.
All other Mondays after this Monday will be jealous, for sure.


Here's a glimpse into our yesterday:


ICE STORM.


TREE FALLING IN BACK YARD.


GAS LEAK.


LUG THE KIDS QUICKLY OUTSIDE INTO THE COLD.
(which meant get caid up from his nap)


JOHN COMES HOME FROM WORK TO INSPECT.


GAS CO. SENDS SOMEONE OUT.


MAN LOOKS BEHIND THE OVEN. (ew).


MAN LOOKS AT BASEMENT PIPES. 


FINDS LEAKS.


WHEW, LEAKS ARE FIXED IN THE SAME DAY.


DAY IS COMPLETELY TURNED UPSIDE DOWN.


WE PUT A TENT UP IN THE LIVING ROOM.


WE READ IN THE TENT.


CAIDEN TAKES 10 STEPS IN A ROW.


WE DON'T EAT DINNER UNTIL 7PM.


DINNER WAS FANTASTIC: sausage, sauteed onions & cheese quiche, fresh asparagus w. french grey sea salt, nutmeg applesauce.


HILARIOUS STORY TELLING AT THE DINNER TABLE. *see below


BED TIME FOR BOYS.


CAIDEN HAS NO DIAPERS.


MOM PROMISES THE BOYS EXTRA BEDTIME READING IF THEY CAN GET THEMSELVES COMPLETELY READY AND IN BED BY THE TIME I GET HOME. (John was home, getting caiden to bed and working on projects that keep screaming at him) 


MOM RUNS TO THE STORE.


MOM COMES HOME TO GOOD LITTLE BOYS OVEREXCITED IN THEIR ROOM.


WE READ A FEW CHAPTERS FROM THIS CLASSIC BY BURGESS.


JOHN AND I CRASH AND WATCH THE LAST OF THIS EXCITING MODERN SHERLOCK HOLMES SERIES (you can watch online for free through dec. 7th HERE. for a lengthy & pretty good review, look HERE, but beware of spoilers.)


THE END.




* The story table was a mere survival idea to regain something back from a crazy day. I knew we needed some laughter. So as dinner was finishing, I grabbed 4 small toys from around the room. Each empty plate at the table received a toy, last nights choices being: a red (vintage) female GI Joe, a Japanese eraser of a bowl of green soup, a creche of baby penguins, an orange striped plastic spider. The rules were simple, we were going to tell a story together, one person at a time, each person using their toy to add to the story. Oh, my. It was good. I am very, very thankful I gave John the GI Joe and even more thankful he went first. That was probably key, because after the parents went, the story became increasingly sounding more and more like a sci. fi. creation. :)  Also, having a "person" or "animal" as the key figure was great. The red GI Joe (who fell into a barrel of fire paint, thus why she was red, and then had to drink the green elixir to cure her...because, as you know, fire paint is extremely flammable, and she had to go to Antarctica to get the secret ingredient from the baby penguins, and then realized she had to go kill a poisonous spider in the dessert. Whew. Good thing she was highly trained!) was passed along to each story teller.

How do you create dinner table memories? Are they intentional or accidental? What has been your favorite memories around your dinner table?  or from your childhood. Would LOVE to hear your moment(s).