We were all gathered around the table, sharing our days and imagining seconds and thirds. It was a total modern day Rockwell moment if you didn't pay attention to Chaney's lack of pants and a few of the older ones smacking. As I was congratulating Austin on a meal, well done, Makenna was grabbing her second helping of corn. Suddenly, she stopped, mid scoop, and asked us where the corn came from. I told her it was leftover from the night before. I buy industrial size cans of corn and they eat it for days. Makenna slowly sat the spoon back in the bowl and gave us all a sheepish smile.
"Oh yeah. About the corn. I had some of it for snack and the bowl was so heavy that I spilled it. I didn't want to get in trouble so I cleaned it up. I forgot to tell you." I told her that wasn't anything to get in trouble for. "Well, I scooped it back into the bowl." Austin and I looked at each other, processing the fact we were all enjoying floor corn. He finally shrugged his shoulders and said, "Eh, we have eaten worse, I am sure. Besides, I heated it pretty good." Josie piped up and said, "Oh great! This is worse than the time Dad made us eat chicken out of the dumpster."
Yep, you read that right. About two years ago (almost to the day), we were putting some finishing touches on our new store. I had stopped and picked up KFC. I had this grand idea of us eating a picnic like meal in our brand new store. A sort of christening. Another modern day Rockwell moment. Upon arriving, I asked the kids to pick up the trash, in the vehicle and throw it out. I am sure you can guess. The bucket of chicken got tossed. I had a moment of panic. I couldn't cook supper. There wasn't time. Austin calmly walked out, pulled the bucket of chicken out of the dumpster full of Sheetrock, wood and building materials and said, "Dig in!" I rolled with it. So did the kids. Apparently, they remembered it, also.
Obviously our attempts at Rockwell moments don't go as planned. We are more of a mix of Rockwell meets Van Gogh self portrait with partially missing ear meets Family Circle. But, we have a sense of humor about them and we haven't been struck with any extreme gastrointestinal issues. I don't plan to keep keep taking the chance. I like my food sheetrock and floor debris free.