Several years ago, weekend farmer husband invited our older sons to join in one of our favorite post Thanksgiving traditions. We watch, (uninterrupted), the A&E version of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. Back then they thought it was great-after all -not only is it a compelling story, but the parents in these parts are known for always being able to think of some chore/project to do, so being invited to watch TV for better than 4 hours is a deal you should take!
Alas, those boys are quite a bit older now, and there's no way in this moment that Pride and Prejudice holds any sway against epic computer games and virtual time spent with real life friends.
So, what's a mama to do? Require them to participate, of course, and try to cook my way into their circle of influence. Because they're teens and boys, they're basically skin stretched over an endless appetite. So, it's as if Thanksgiving never happened. What? Me still feeling sluggish from yesterday's abundance and them telling me they're hungry?
Well, there it is, my opportunity. I'll feed them well while watching weekend farmer husband's and my favorite movie. And, to sweeten the pot, we're sharing the experience with all our children this year and two other families whose company we really enjoy.
Tomorrow will tell. Of course, they'll be hungry. But maybe, just maybe I'll hear, "That was fun, Mom."