How did we come to have a family night?
When I was young, I had some Mormon friends. Every Friday afternoon they would say, “We can’t play tonight; it’s family night.” I wondered in my young heart what family night was.
When I was a teen, I read Jo’s Boys by Louisa May Alcott. Do you remember how her boys hated Sunday because it was such a dull, do-nothing day? That thought has stuck with me all this time.
Then I had children. Their daddy was busy attending Bible school classes, studying late into the night, and running his self-employed business. I was always occupied with the endless laundry, homeschooling three boys while changing diapers of the other two, throwing together dinner, and making sure everyone survived the day. Where was the fun?
Then I drew these three thoughts together, or might I say, God helped me put these thoughts into action. I said to myself, “We can have a family night. I can make one day special for my children. And Daddy MUST be a big part of the program.”
So I started a family night with six small children in our trailer, then on into deputation, then in language school, then on the field, and now am trying to keep it alive with only one chick left in the nest.
The rules that we developed over the years are as follows:
- Daddy MUST be there and participate. No book in his hands, no TV on, no other thought than the desire to enjoy his children.
- Lots of good food must be included. (Remember, I had five boys.)
- All must participate. Big brothers, little sisters, Mom, visitors.
- It must be kept sacred. Putting it off, cancelling it are not options.
- The center of family night is the children and the activities must be planned with them in mind.
- Let the fun begin!!!!
*This blog is written with TCKs in mind. Maybe an American child doesn’t need family night when he has SS class, youth group, basketball team, soccer practice, music lessons, parties, activities ad infinitum. I think that I tried to roll up all of these “deficits” into one activity: family night.