Feet on the table among other things

I remember my parents occasionally scolding us for sitting with our elbows on the table during dinner.... but are feet ok? We cant seem to get Lucille to eat without her right foot next to her food. I'll work on table manners next month.

With Daddy out of town this week, I have one goal: survival. Yesterday, I just scraped by. After 4,000 trips to the potty ( and subsequently 4,000 pieces of gum), Luci falling down the stairs, and Jonas asking questions about death and dying, I feel into bed ready for AJ to be home already. How do single moms do it?