Remember when we couldn't wait to grow up, and not have to sit at the "kids' table?" And, why? Look at how much fun this table is! We were waited on, got to eat first, had our meat cut for us, were served dessert first...and didn't have to clean up the kitchen or do dishes.
The kids' table...a rite of passage for all of us, who were lucky enough to have to eat our meals at one, and not have to listen to inane talk about the weather, someone's digestive problems, and their new blood pressure medication. We could just be silly, giggle with each other, and roll our eyes now and then, at the conversation heard from the other table. We had it made, guys.
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