Every Sunday night we have popcorn. That's how I grew up. It was never a question. It's also a "Dad job". It took me many years to train encourage Brian to take on the responsibility. ;) Now it happens without any thought. With Brian serving as Bishop, there have been many Sunday nights I popped the popcorn. Some Sundays we have a mess like this. It's not too often now that we have a dog...and Adam.
My spot is next to Brian. Somehow Adam beat me. When I picked him up and put him on my lap he climbed down and pulled at my leg to move. I gave him is own small bowl of popcorn and it seemed to make him happy.