Dinner Guest #41 - The Uncles


Sunday, October 12, 2012

Marrying into a family of all boys took some getting used to--especially coming from a family of mostly girls.  Growing up in the Potter Home, no one EVER joked, referred to, or dare uttered the word penis at the dinner table.  After marrying Ryan, for many years, it seemed that we couldn’t have a Peterson family dinner without some reference to the male appendage.

This past weekend, my husband had the chance to spend a “boys weekend” with his three brothers.  They ate, watched movies, ate some more, watched college football, and laid out on their parents’ brown sectional like teenage boys.

On Sunday, the Uncles came to dinner:  Uncle Devo, Uncle Steve and Uncle Brad.  I got to experience a glimpse of the joy of cooking for hungry men.  No one counts calories, claims to be a vegetarian, or eats like a bird.  Everything gets eaten.

I cooked a Chicken Alfredo bow-tie pasta sprinkled with crisp bacon, spinach salad, sweet potato casserole, grapes, roasted green beans, and blueberry pie.  In turn, the Uncles brought me a box of pure Heaven:  one pound of See’s Nuts & Chews.  I knew once the box was opened, that I would not rest until they were finished, so I gladly shared my favorite chocolates with everyone before they made permanent residence on my thighs. 

My favorite part of the dinner was watching my children play with their Uncles.  Usually, the Uncles come accompanied with so many cousins that my kids could care less about adults.  However, in the absence of other children, Jack and Rock climbed in their Uncles' laps, played with their iPhones, and tossed balls back and forth.  Kate walked around with my camera and took pictures of everyone.

Shortly after dinner, the 2012 boys weekend ended.  Uncle Devo had to start his road trip back home to Utah.  Uncle Brad and Uncle Steve were headed to the airport to return to their families in Arizona.  After 13 years of marriage, the family dinner conversation with the Uncles has changed.  These are now married, working men with homes and bills and families they must provide for.  I can’t remember all the table topics, but this I know for sure:

No one mentioned the “P” word.

2 comments:

  1. Well said Kim. I felt the exact same way too! Too funny

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  2. It was a fun dinner - maybe next time you & Emily & Jake will have to invade the boys weekend too!

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