Table Talk

After being in Dallas for nearly a year, Greg and I finally bought a real, grown-up kitchen table. Grown up means it was delivered in one piece and we didn't have to assemble it, as in, its not from IKEA. Not that there is anything wrong with IKEA, we love us some modestly priced Scandinavian home furnishings, but its nice to not have to spend an afternoon assembling. We were pretty excited about the new table and have enjoyed having dinner there the past couple of nights.

I love sitting down to dinner with all three of us around the table. We talk about our days and on Thursday evening, Kennedy just couldn't wait to tell Greg all about her afternoon at the park.