Before the endless complaining about the heat while refusing to remove the sweater.
Before the eye-rolling at every word uttered by little brother.
Before my begging them not to order the thing I knew they wouldn’t like and them ignoring me and then pouting because guess what, they didn’t like it.
Before the youngest had a meltdown because I wouldn’t let him pour 47 Splenda packets in his tea and stir it all with a toothpick.
Before I overheard one tell the other that they didn’t even want to watch the thing we were there to watch.
Before I said forget it and drove us back home with the Whiplash soundtrack that I know they’re sick of turned up loud so no one would talk.
Before I glanced in the mirror thinking they were all shook but saw them happily reading and one of them even tapping their foot to the very music I played as punishment.
This was before all that. Just so you know.
But these days, with two tweens and a fiery little one just getting over a thumb sucking habit, I guess I’ll take whatever smiles I can get.
^^^
This was way better than I expected. It’s not Killen’s, but it’s pretty dang tasty. And the collard greens…yes.