As promised, I will tell you about our family nights. It’s not as complicated as it seems. Just pay attention to the name. Night – because it happens at night, well not at night but evening till night. Family – it’s because we do it as a family. If one of us is not there, it’s not family night. If one of us is sick, we pros pone it to another evening. It’s something we do together because that’s what makes it special. Even though I don’t always get along with my brother, Family night just seems to erase all those things we were upset at each other for, the week, the day or hour before. And we couldn’t have family nights without Mom’s yummy dinners. Our Friday family tradition is pizza dinner. Mom comes up with lots of crazy ways to make pizza. Whole, in shapes or pieces, folded in half, veggie pizzas, sardine pizzas, bean, broccoli, eggplant or egg pizza. You name it and Mom’s tried it, almost. I won’t say they all succeeded in being our favorites, but she’s quite good at it. There’s at least one thing we like on the pizza. Melted cheese!!!
After dinner, we listen out for our next instructions for the evening. Usually we all like to write it down, though Dad prefers not to. He’s got a brain big enough to fit all the games he wants to play that evening, without having to forget about other important things that are already on his mind. Mom writes down her plan, I think just to give her an excuse to draw doodles and decors around it. I write it mine down using the most colors possible. And Brother… well brother writes it down plainly. Family nights are different every time because we take turns planning them and we’re all so different. But that’s the best part of it. Dad, Mom, Brother and I all get a turn to plan the activity, prepare the snack and decide how late we get to stay up. Oops, but it is late. I do have to go to bed. Good night then. I’ll have to finish my activity tales tomorrow.