Every Sunday, well, at least most Sunday’s, we eat breakfast together as a family at the café at our church. We've been doing this for a while now and because of this, the volunteers that work in the café have gotten to know us.
Usually, after we pay and find a table, I get in line with Lydia and get her food. After that, I get Chantel’s food while she stays at the table with Sadie. It’s not until I get everyone else’s food and drinks that I get my food. This really isn't a problem, but sometimes I forget that not everyone knows us or sees what I’m doing.