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.