It’s time. It’s time to stop feeding Samantha early, going through her bedtime rituals, prepping our own dinner, having a glass of wine and finally sitting down to eat at 10 p.m. We are going to eat together. Starting now.
We’re taking it easy, making it simple. For our first meal, sausage and lettuce from the garden for us. Leftover chicken for her. Other nights we will all eat the same thing. Most nights will be heat-and-serve; not a la minute.
I’m proud of us. It’s not going to be easy. But it’s important.