When I had toddlers we bought a Christmas carousel pyramid. (You know, the wooden decoration where the rising heat from candles moves a fan that turns a scene?) The kiddos were mesmerized as it was lit and the other lights turned off. It was the longest, easiest, most settled supper we’d had as a young family.
We joked that we should have candles every night.
Then we did.
It is now 30 years from that holiday season and I still have candles at dinner. The mood it creates as everything else (dirty dishes, homework…) literally fades into the dark is as intimate as ever.
You lit the candles. You sat together. You enjoyed just the faces and voices at your table. This is a parenting win; well done.