mother in law went into the hospital on January 13th and went to stay with sister-in-law on the 3rd of Feb (or maybe it was the 2nd). She really hasn't tried very hard to do anything but the bare minimum and father in law hasn't been much help because he just won't push at all. She pretty much stays in bed except to use the bathroom. sister in law's home has a fairly open floor plan. mother in law's room is actually the living room which opens into the dining room. sister in law is out of town until tomorrow and father in law is staying over, it's the first time he's done this since she came to stay. He messed up lunch by giving in to mother in law and letting her eat just trail mix rather than giving her a balanced meal. He knew he should have done better and called husband because he had no idea what to give her for dinner except maybe to order pizza and wings. Again. husband called me from work... I wasn't able to cook today because Duckie's dance class is a conflict. I had been planning a crock pot meal but I wasn't sure it would stretch for up to six people (youngest sister in law often comes to dinner and to visit her mom). So I told husband I'd pick up some rotisserie chicken, pre-cooked mashed potatoes and frozen veggies, drop them off before dance and reheat when Duckie and I arrived back from dance. husband and father in law were pleased with this arrangement because mother in law would have a balanced meal and they didn't need to make it. I was just happy it wasn't pizza and wings. Again. So, in the few weeks that mother in law has been at sister in law's house she has eaten in her room using the hospital table. Every. Single. Meal. And the family ends up milling around the kitchen and eating at sister in law's over sized center island. But I hate that; we should eat together, right? So the first thing I did when getting to sister in law's after dance was set the dining room table for six. It turns out youngest sister in law wouldn't be joining us after all so that left five. I then told mother in law and father in law that I think the family ought to start eating at the table. mother in law can join the family for meals when she feels up to it, but either way we'd be close enough to carry on a conversation with her instead of leaving her to have her meal alone in a hospital bed. I told her it was up to her and she joined us at the table. father in law and husband were thrilled. So was I.