I just love this post by Shawnee in which she begs us to bring back the tradition of the kids' table:
Just like the kids get to have unsupervised chocolate-milk-bubble-blowing time, adults are supposed to get their time to talk about stuff they want without kids supervising them. That’s part of the holiday tradition.
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Image from The American Home for Christmas, December 1955, found at Flickr
1 comments:
I hated this tradition. It always made me feel unwanted, which I was. If the child's table was close enough to hear what the adults were saying then they still could not talk about adult issues.
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