Ever since we moved out to Gilbert in our first home 15 years ago, my mom and I have met for lunch once a week. It started out because I lived so far away and never saw her any more and it was a nice break for both of us to get away from work and have lunch with someone other than work people. But once I had kids...it became the time for her to see her grandkids. Each one sharing that special lunch with Grandma while the other kids were usually in school. We are now down to our last baby...Jordan. The waiter knows exactly what we order (it is the same every time) and he always gives JoJo a high five and will play with him every chance he gets (on a slow day of course). Sometimes we leave a mess, sometimes we spill, sometimes a child or two is under the table and sometimes we visit the bathroom just because they have a cool trash can. But all the time it is nice to be with Grandma and share our special lunch date! Once the boys start school, they realize how special this time was. Jordan doesn't realize it now but in a year or two, when he is stuck at school eating in the cafeteria, he'll miss the days of 'lunch with Grandma'!
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