Three children seems to lead to a three ring circus at dinner these days. Max usually starts yelling for whatever I am cooking as I cook it so he is done eating and out of his seat about the time the rest of us sit down. Ella would rather get up and play with Max, like here where they are giving each other "berts" (as in zerberts, as in raspberries). And Dash is up and down and up and down, here trying to read the words on the poster in the dining room. Is it still family dinner if we're all in the same room but not at the same table?!
