With only two weeks until Thanksgiving, you'd think my number one priority would be preparing to host family from out of town. I should be working out the logistics of sleeping arrangements, and finalizing menus and grocery lists. I've thought about all of that a bit, but what's even more pressing than that?
Dum, Dum, Dum…..(in my monotone, cartoonish voice)
….my kids' table manners!
Never mind how we got to this point in the first place. Elbows up. Dig in! That's the regular sight at our dinner table. My hubby can often be heard saying, "Get your elbows down. Put your food down. You're eating like you're in prison."
I kid you not, there's enough food under the kids' seats after a meal to scoop up and save for mid-day snacks! It's so bad, the dog makes a b-line for their spots before heading outside for potty breaks.
So, tonight I started reprogramming their table behavior. There will be no mention of farting or any other bodily functions at the Thanksgiving table. There will be no slurping, smacking or humming. I've even banned eating in the "runners are you ready" position, which is basically hanging out of the chair, half standing-half sitting. I'll admit, I have my work cut out for me, but I've already warned….shape up, or ship out...to the kids' table!