We have a rule in our house that you must be sitting at the table in the
dining room to eat. I'm afraid Aidan will choke if he runs around the
house with food in his mouth but I also don't want to have to tear the
dogs off each other if a crumb were to fall on the floor. Anyway -
since Brendan can't tear himself away from the TV on Sundays because
there is always some game that affects his fantasy football team, Aidan
is allowed to eat lunch and a snack downstairs on the couch with Daddy.
I swear it is his favorite thing in the world. He wakes up every
morning and asks "Is it Football Sunday?", just hoping that the universe
collapsed over night, a miracle occurred and it is in fact SUNDAY!
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