Here we go again
We are not really an “eat-together” type of family. We have given it a go a couple of times over the years, but somehow it has always gone wrong. Well, gone wrong is not the best way to describe it, there’s been nothing wrong, it has just stopped somehow, always.
But we did like it when we did have dinners together.
There is only one rule: everyone at the table has to tell what was good and wrong in her or his day.
And now that we are kind of settled in the flat, Dóri’s at home before the third child is born, we’ve decided that we need this again. Read Full Article