Dinner Guest #27 - The Z. Family


Every Tuesday night when Ryan returns sweaty and red in the face from basketball, I get to hear a recap of the evening’s games.  On many occasions, I’ve heard,

“That Mr. Z. has an amazing shot...”

This Sunday, we were privileged to have the Z. family to dinner.  Our children are similar in age, however, the Z. family has three girls.  Kate was in heaven.  The kids played well together and did their usual running and screaming routine throughout the house while stopping by the kitchen to ask for more dessert.  The boys were able to interest the girls for a short while with Hot Wheels and Angry Birds, but fought to be allowed in Kate’s room to play Pet Shops.  By the end of the night, Kate and the Z. family girls were planning another play date for tomorrow. 

Dinner consisted of marinated chicken kabobs, grilled veggies, au gratin potatoes, corn on the cob, fruit salad, and vanilla cupcakes.  Somehow the parents were relegated to the kid table while all six kids quickly filled up the dining table.  For one night, I guaranteed a dinner with no spills as each child got a cup with a lid and straw.

Mr. and Mrs. Z. are fun to talk to.  Mr. Z. is a professional salesman and can carry an interesting discussion on just about anything.  We had a lively political discussion on the recent Supreme Court decision to uphold the health care bill.  Mr. Z. provided a hopeful balance to Ryan’s doom and gloom on the state of the health care industry.  However, not all the topics were so serious.  Overall, it was just nice to get to know the Z. family better.   Mr. Z. loves going to work each day.  Mrs. Z. is a high school math teacher, pregnant with her 4th girl, and hoping to teach exclusively online in the fall.  Both Mr. Z. and Ryan served LDS missions in Brazil and reminisced on Brazilian food.

At eight o’clock, the Z. family drove away in their minivan as our kids waved goodbye from the driveway.   

The leftovers are in the fridge.
The dishes are put away.
The counters are wiped clean.

Another joyful Sunday dinner with good friends.

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