enjoy going to fancy restaurants- you know the kind where you have to
dress up and act proper? I grew up eating hamburgers and fries and
I'd happily die eating them too- but on special occasions my family
will eat out somewhere fancy to celebrate. The day that had been long
awaited for had finally come- my older sister Cassi was now graduating
from collage. After the ceremony, as occasion would have it, we went
out to eat but this time we went to an EXTRA fancy restaurant.
As my whole family flooded into the restaurant- which was 12 of us
counting my two brother in laws (Brett wasn't with us yet) and my
niece and nephew- it felt as though we had filled up half the place!
Fact, fancy restaurants don't have much room... Or a lot of food-
clearly, by the portion size they give you- but regardless we were
there, the awkward elephant in the room.
I chose my seat on the booth side of the table. Two words, the squishy
seats. I was sitting across from my sister Jessica and her little
family; her husband Tucker and their two kids Ava and Mason.
Jessica looked tired and ready to go home- which I couldn't argue- she
had just sat through a three hour graduation with two little
hooligans... Well, three counting Tucker ;). Looking back, I can
imagine the long line of newly graduates ready to accept their
diplomas must have felt like an eternity to her- actually I think it's
safe to say it felt that way to all of us- but I knew Jessica was
happy to be with us to support Cassi.
After we had ordered our food I noticed two couples walk into the
small room. The women (whom I'm assuming were the wives) were dressed
like Maddie and I would when we were young and we'd pretend to be
princesses- except they had the real stuff on opposed to Walmart
plastic- they had long dresses, huge jewel necklaces and their hair
was puffed to perfection- their husbands had on black suits and ties.
I'm not the best at guessing age but I'd bet they were in their 50's.
I quickly observed that they were not happy to be squished in the same
room with my family. Royalty among peasants they clearly thought
themselves to be. As I observed them longer (I'm a people watcher) I
noticed that their distaste was more toward my niece and nephew than
it was to my family as a whole.
As usual, Ava and Mason were being their adorable, maniac selves.
Jumping from seat to seat, flinging food in the air, crying, laughing
-personally, I enjoy watching them it makes me excited for the day I
have children- but it was obvious the two couples were highly
aggravated. I actually heard one of the women say- as the others
nodded in agreement-"children are so disgusting!" Along with multiple
other comments they made- conveniently loud enough for us to hear.
I'll never forget this moment. There I was sitting across from
Jessica- food on her clothes, hair a mess from Ava playing with it,
tired, her children running amuck around her, Holding Tucker's hand-
and I thought, "that's what a real queen looks like."
Although I am young and I don't know fully what my future holds, I
look forward to the day when I am a wife and mother. Regardless, of
what I will accomplish or responsibilities I will be given in my life-
motherhood will forever be the greatest honor given to me from our
Heavenly Father.
I love the advice that is given to Emma Smith from God, "And verily I
say unto thee that thou shalt lay aside the things of this world, and
seek for the things of a better."(D&C 25:10)
I truly believe that motherhood is part of "the things of a better."
