Dinner here is literally the noisiest meal imaginable with at least one person screaming, one talking over everyone else, one just talking, one telling others to mind their manners, and everyone else adding in. Tonight I tried to introduce word/concept of the day in an effort to change the subject at dinner from “Why do I have to eat that? What if I don’t eat it- can I still have dessert? What if I just lick it?” to something more substantial. I offered up “the universe” as a topic. Soccer jerseys won. There is tons to discuss on that as one would imagine.