I have always wanted a dinner bell. Really, for as long as I can remember, I have know I wanted to be a mama and own a dinner bell! One of the only things I bought when we moved (because we have a bigger yard) was a dinner bell. The kids roam all over the place, which I love. If they need to know we will be leaving soon or that dinner is almost ready, or that I can hear them arguing, I ring the bell. I must confess when I first got it I would ring it for all kinds of silly things - just to say hi or ask if they liked the bell. But then they reminded me of the little boy who cries wolf and well I ring it when I need too. I hug counts as a need though, right?
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