The modern day family unit is so busy and bombarded that it can feel like skinning a cat trying to squeeze in family-fun time. It is not easy to carve this out, but I am positive that the little things we do together really do make a difference. Why? Becausekids spell love T-I-M-E.
Dress-up dinner night has been part of our family for years. This started when the kids were little and loved dressing up. It did not matter if it was Halloween season or not, our boys loved pretending to be someone or something else. Who doesn’t? Even I love going incognito, having donned a bumblebee, superwoman, Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader (my husband's pick), Old World Queen, and this year, a zebra costume. My techie husband must really love his family because he's always been on board; transforming into Superman, Burger King and Darth Vader over the years. This special night happens in the fall and it is simple; the four of us eat dinner in costume. Try this with your kiddos; they will treasure the experience! We eat some special meal we all love. This year it was Chinese orange chicken. After we ate the scrumptiously spooky dinner by candlelight, we took some memory shots (I am a photo hound), munched on pumpkin cookies and played games. Over the years the games have changed to adjust to their ages. This year, it was Black Jack (Freddy Kruger’s pick), followed by the board game Sorry (Alien’s pick). Freddy Kruger triumphed in Sorry and Black Jack, but we all shared in a playful and successful dress-up dinner that could only be described by the F word … F-U-N!
It is the simple family traditions that your kids anticipate and will always remember!
Sorry! That game is our family favorite every season of the year!
Riding a unicycle is like life. To be successful and enjoy the ride, they both require tremendous balance and focus. I sit up tall, shoulders back and imagine I am holding one of my young boys under each arm. My best-friend-techie-husband’s hand on my seat (hubba, hubba) to guide me, and my two wiener dogs running alongside, looking like double Dumbos. As I train to ride Blanche, my unicycle, in a half-marathon, I think how good God is as the breeze blows my brown hair, a big smile on my face. Come along for a thrilling one-wheel ride while I do my best to maintain balance... but keep an open mind, there is always something new to learn!