//www.youtube.com/get_playerAs you might imagine, diner time around our house has a close resemblance to total chaos. Spills. More please. I need a spoon. Or Ruby's favourite: I'm just going poo dad – be right back.
Anyway – a friend suggested lighting a candle as a way of finding at least a moment or two of calm amidst the storm. And it's working. Sporadically.
I wish there was some way that I could describe the thrill on charlotte's face the first time she got the match to light. She was so excited she nearly burnt the house down waving the match around. Now she is pretty calm about the whole thing – not that it's lost it's thrill – many nights I forget to get the candle out and she reminds me that we should be lighting it – or that she should be lighting it – she loves the job. I haven't yet grown tired of watching her do this.
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