I had to take a little break from my series to tell you that I may have discovered a tool that will motivate dinnertime conversation at our house. As a joke, more to amuse myself than anything, I composed a little story about how I repaired the chandelier over our dinner table when no one else could. Naturally, I took some literary license as many authors do but it was merely to inject a bit of humor and it never affected the truth.
A few nights ago, at our usual dreadfully silent dinner table, I read the story. My stoic husband and equally stoic youngest son suddenly became quite animated and insisted that I had it all wrong, etc. How nice to finally have such lively dinner conversation. I think I may be onto something!
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