All The World's A Stage - A Family Dinner 4

A spot light on MOTHER, as she rises in her seat.

MOTHER: I should have made a double portion. I knew I should have. But what could I do? I ran out of my special curry. And I will NOT make my stew without it. That one time I made it while we were on vacation on the big island  was my one and only attempt. Never again! Never. Again. But now what? My stew is almost gone and nobody has touched the brussel sprouts. Just like when they were children... they thought I didn't notice how they tossed them to each other from under the table. Eyeballing each other, giggling like the smartest kids in the world. I know I shouldn't say that, because I'm the mother and all - but my children were never the smartest. They were.... average smart. Or maybe just... average. But to me, they always were and still are...:  perfect. And a night like tonight is a cause for celebration! All of us together again, with no distractions, no spouses and no grandkids. Just us five. My dream family. My perfect average dream family. To think... is it the last time? Is it the last time we'd do this? 
(starts crying) Forgive me. I get sentimental very easily. Especially when it comes to matters like this. Matters of the heart. 

She sits back down. The light comes ON on everyone and they all snap out of their FREEZE state.