Question of the Day

So, we're clearing the table after dinner a week-or-so ago, and Porter very seriously inquires...

"Mom, Dad, can I ask you a question?"

Wow, I think, here's our moment. We've worked hard to make dinnertime togetherness a priority: setting the table in advance, sitting down together, spending time with one another, opening up the channels of communication, etc. etc. etc. blah, blah, blah. And now our hard work is paying off!

"Sure Porter what is it?" we ask, almost in unison ... awaiting his life-changing inquiry (at least I was, I certainly can't vouch for his father).

"Well," he begins, "why does it sound like breaking glass when you tear off a vampire's arms or legs??"

Pause.

Seriously? that's why I fold napkins into nice straight rectangles and hound everyone about getting to the table while the food's still warm? All so we discuss the cacophony of tearing vampire flesh? And to top it off, Kevin--as easy as if Porter had asked what's for breakfast--comes up with some very reasonable sounding explanation.

Ah well, I guess the life changing stuff will have to wait!