No Talking

Yesterday I spent three hours running errands while the kids stayed home with a sitter.
It was really great- they had fun here, and I got a lot accomplished. I stopped at Whataburger for lunch. I always feel a little awkward eating lunch by myself. I guess since I don't do it very often it seems strange to me. There were lots of tables that had only one person sitting there like me. But, the table across from me had three people...a dad and his teenage daughter and son. The girl was barefoot, which I thought was strange. You couldn't pay me to walk barefoot in a fast food restaurant. Even stranger, was that not one of them spoke to each other the entire time as they sat eating. I thought it was sad. I didn't talk at all during my lunch because I was sitting by myself. But the table of three was just as quiet as my lonely table. If life ever gets to a point where I sit for an entire meal without saying a word to my children, somebody please pull me aside.