October 6, 2014
My Instead: We all played pick-up sticks after my daughter-in law’s birthday
dinner.
My daughter-in-law Shaundra
turned 36 back on September 19th. Finally, after the upheaval of their moving
to their new house, we were able to schedule an evening for me to host her
birthday dinner. I prepared a huge salad, a new chicken casserole dish that I
had never made before, and a Texas sheet cake that I had never attempted before
either.
Seemingly always behind
schedule these days, my girlfriend Annette helped me with the preparation for
Shaundra’s dinner by cleaning up the house and setting the table. I, on the other hand, labored in
the kitchen getting this three-course meal underway and done. As usual, Annette and I
finished right as they were walking in the door. They were all "starving"
so I think the meal seemed to taste better than what it actually did.
After our feast, I said
I had a game to introduce that ALL of us could play and (hopefully) enjoy. I
had bought a can of Pick-Up Sticks when I was at that hobby shop on my little
Farmington excursion a few days earlier. I had
not played this game since I was a kid and I was ready to get started!
Abbey, my adventurous
one, was rip-roarin’ and ready to play! I “spilled" the sticks onto the table
and we took our turns picking out the individual sticks without
disturbing any of the surrounding sticks. Of course, the rules got juggled
during the course of the game, but we eventually agreed on some of our own rules…gotta
make it easy for the kids, right?
It was a nice
little breakaway from the usual agenda of one of my kids' birthday dinners. We got to interact with one another, argue playfully, laugh, and always
love. And it all happened over a pile of wooden sticks.
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| Isaac's Turn! |
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| Andy's Turn! |
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| Mom's Turn! |
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| Annette's Turn! |
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| My Turn! |
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| Daddy's Turn! |
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| Abbey's Turn! |
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