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Show National Family Week is fine For one night a week or less find out they had a family and most boys would rather have their friends believe that they sprouted from a lonely mushroom somewhere. So, we relented and went back to our normal routine, trying to get them together long enough to feed them, listening to arguments on why we should let the car go for a drive, "discussions" on time limits, and pleas for money for necessities like tacos and root beer from the local drive-ins. Anyway, we'll go back to one family night a week and the rest of the time we'll have our normal hubbub of coming and going-we're going-we're a lot happier family that way. The next evening we announced an-nounced we were going to try again and heard screams of anguish from boys who had other plans. But, I stood my ground and we decided to bake cookies and pop corn "together." Don't ever let teenage boys in on cookie baking and corn popping. They get too violent with the flour and they take the lid off the popper at the wrong time-the result is a white, lumpy floor. They added so much butter we'll all have pimples and at least two people threw up in the night from overindulgence over-indulgence in both creations. By the third night we were all snapping at each other. Norm was mumbling about not seeing his favorite television programs and the boys were whining about losing all their friends because they had been shut away from their social lives for so long. Besides that there was a good chance that their friends would By Mary Gae Evans PAROWAN This week is National Family Week and since I am a very patriotic person I decided we would celebrate it by doing things together as a family. The first night I decided we would all stay home and enjoy a dose of togetherness. So, to make it official, we took a giant step forward by turning off the TV. Then, we sat there in stunned silence for a few moments. After we recovered from the initial shock we regrouped and decided on a game of Monopoly. I hate Monopoly but I joined in. For a while it went okay, but after an hour or so our spirits began to wane. The boys began fighting over Boardwalk, I had to give up my last piece of property (Mediterranean Ave.) to pay off a debt, and Norm fell asleep on his part of the board. So, we grumbled a little and went to bed early. |
