Time for dinner. Kubla is doing his best to ignore me.
“Kubla, I said it’s time for dinner.”
Silence. Another call to the table. He’s in a combative mood.
“I want to watch TV.”
Normally those are fighting words in our home. Is it really so hard to eat at a table and talk with people you love? People are more important than screens.
But I can clearly see there will be no peace at the table if I force him to come.
Liping suggests, “Why don’t we all watch a movie and eat in the family room today.”
A part of me rebels. The wiser part bites my tongue. We have a delightful evening together. Second best is better than terrible.
When do you know it’s best to leave something alone? What’s something you insist on that maybe you shouldn’t?
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