When Sunday evening arrived, Hannah walked in proudly, carrying several containers of dishes she had spent all day preparing. She dramatically began setting them on the table, clearly expecting everyone to be amazed. But then she froze, her cheeks turning bright red, when she noticed a beautifully set table already filled with delicious, warm dishes waiting to be served.
Sunday dinner isn’t about competition, it’s about togetherness.” My son grinned in agreement and suggested that next week, we should all cook together, turning it into a fun family activity instead of a rivalry. From that night on, our Sunday dinners became something truly special. Hannah learned that love, teamwork, and shared memories are the most important ingredients in any meal.
And as for me, I realized that sometimes the best way to win an argument is with kindness — and a table full of good food.
