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Feeding the masses...

Well, I've convinced Dave we NEED a dining table setting for 8 (master plan in action here ;))... This is how I put it to him... His parents are getting older (aren't we all), but to the degree that they're really not up to hosting Christmas dinner anymore... Was a struggle two years ago, last year Dave went over there are 9am to help his mum start lunch, and lunch was still delayed a bit... So, the time is rolling around that we will need to take on that responsiibility - not that I'm looking for to it or anything, having our cooking compared to his mother, oy vey!!!

Soooo, ok, if we got a six seater table, we could seat Dave's parents, and us, and the two bigger boys, but not Bryn - and while he is still high chair bound this year, next year he'll likely be in the booster seat ruining my best (read ONLY) table cloth!

And then there's my brother (OMG, my family and Dave's are like oil and water, they just don't mix...), he's likely to be spending Christmas with us this year, so that makes TWO seats short...

So, there you have it, we NEED an 8 seater dining setting!

And this pitch didn't even include; kids birthday parties, our dinner parties (one day, one day), and WHAT IF we ACCIDENTALLY had one or two more kids, where would we put them??? Hahahahaha!

Comments

Rae said…
Oh yes your argument definately holds up.. ;)
Leah said…
LOL hilarious :) Well manifest away - seeing space at the table daily may just convince him your family is incomplete :)
Cabrissi said…
Sounds like a good arguement to me Sif! Course then once you have it you can always argue that it's silly to have a table that seats 8 and only use all 8 seats a few times a year so you OBVIOUSLY need at least one more child... ;-)

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