Meet The McKinneys

Bringing the family all together for a meal seemed somewhat impossible. For one, I am almost positive I wasn’t present at the discussion naming Thursday night Sho-Chins the place to be today. This morning when I was taking some meat out of the freezer to thaw Amber told me we were going out to eat tonight. That honestly was the first time I heard of it. None the less, it sounded like a great idea. After a long day and a rush home, we gathered our things and took off for Sho-Chins. Gabby almost peed in her pants. However, for the last two days….Yep…That’s Right!!!! “Big Girl” underware and NO accidents!!! We didn’t want to break her streak. Amber ran an SUV or two off the road and probably ran over a couple of pedestrians between Grovetown and Evans, but we bailed out of the car in the Sho-Chin’s parking lot porta-potty-lid in hand. Gabby and I bypassed the family with a couple of nods and smiles.

The bathroom was gross! What is it with guys that we have to go all over the bathroom floor, walls, seat…..everywhere but in the bowl. It makes me wonder what these people’s homes look like. I shushed the Grandfather in me and Gabby rang the bowl without an accident again.

After settling into dinner, the conversation sounded much the same. But something was different. The conversations sounded the same as they used to before all of the “history”. It was pleasantly… well… normal. Gabe was still being told to do things he would certainly forget, we still talked about Gabby, and Aunge was still off at school. It was so pleasantly normal that I began to think of the “founders of the feast”. And whether they ever read this or not, thank you Grandpa John and Grandma Olga. Thank You!