The kids are always talking over us. It's hard enough to maintain sanity in a marriage or any relationship for that matter when you can't even exchange 2 sentences together.
Last night Hubs makes us a delicious fattening dinner of chicken alfredo complete with garlic bread. The boys are playing and watching Toy Story (everyday we watch this movie for Muffin). The second Hubs and I sit down it's boys in our faces, "Get me this..." "Get me that". Then the fighting ensues of this damn jumbo firetruck that they like to race around the kitchen with. Hubs looks at me, voice starting to raise, "Throw that damn firetruck away, I want it gone!!!" (They are always fighting over it.) So I toss it out onto the patio.
Back to dinner...Hubs and I don't get 3 words out, I'm not even sure I had had a bite to eat yet, when all of a sudden both boys are screaming, someone pinched someone...I jump up and yell, "I caaaaaaan't eaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat dinneeeeeeeeeeeer liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis!!!!!!!!
Two minutes later Hubs and I are back at the table eating a very lovely and quiet dinner while both boys are sitting quietly on the couch finishing the movie. I guess we stunned them into silence.
Dinner was fantastic!