I try to remember that time is fleeting. My older two girls are only a few years from graduation and Amy's years are ticking by quickly as well.
It makes me thankful for every meal we share at the same table.
Like this morning's breakfast that lasted until 11:00.
We talked about a lot of things. Sometimes they get on a roll and the conversation just goes on and on and on. I love to listen to them when they get like that. Especially if they are discussing something of significance like standing up for what you believe in or the difference between pity and empathy, or brainstorming ways to serve others. We've had some great conversations during mealtimes.
Some days we don't have the time to sit at the breakfast table for two hours, but I'm grateful we did today. Because I learn a lot about them at that table.
But turning around to make lunch just as soon as we finished the breakfast dishes was a little much...