Making Memories

Was what we did on a Saturday 
night not too long ago. 

A family memory that is etched into our minds for many years to come.

But unfortunately for all the wrong reasons!

It was our first family movie night, to be one of many, that was until we actually experienced it. 

In preparation for the big occasion I was tempted to strategically place props and paraphernalia so as to photograph and blog about our loving family experience. 

But with the time pressures, stress and chaos to get this event off the ground, all was forgotten as we forged ahead determined to make a memory worth remembering.

And remember it we will, as the worst family movie night! 

Thanks to one Imperfect Mum who was unwavering in her pursuit to make it the most 'perfect' family movie night ever.

Needless to say there was tension in the air and expectations were rising to unrealistic highs. 

This should have been the red flag, yet I pressed on.

Making up time from our delayed dinner, bath, and PJ routine, I was in preparation mode of popping corn, pouring juice and portioning lollies when unbeknown to me, The Man had dragged the single mattress into the lounge to take up front row residence on the lounge floor. 

Not for the purpose of prime viewing, but with the ulterior motive of catching a sneaky nap during Mr Poppers Penguins! 

This was not good, it was a green light to the boys signalling a quick wrestling match, which was not conducive to quiet time and family unity.

Ten minutes into the feature film the questions started.  It was evident the movie had not captured their attention and instead a preoccupation with the  lollies had began.

After enduring another 30 minutes of excessive talking, spilt juice, and the beginnings of a sugar rush kicking in, we pulled rank and pulled the plug on the movie. 

I was disappointed to say the least, and deprived of the opportunity to "experience" and gloat about our first ever family movie night.

The Mob, on the other hand were relieved.

Tired restless children eager to hit the sack, where Precious made it known that he felt it was "the worst family movie night ever".....

I agreed!

The Man was itching to zone out.

I was longing for peace and quiet.

As we settled down to an episode of Downtown Abbey, we drank in and relished our quiet treasured adult time and quickly came to the realisation that we would not be attempting it again in a hurry.

Call it selfishness or wisdom? 

I don't know?

But what I do know, is that for now, our Mob are perfectly capable of creating memories that are fun and good, life giving and spontaneous.  That we do not always need an agenda, let alone a perfect plan, to experience moments of life together that are worth remembering.

We just need to be present, and that is a good thing, because being present is something that I can do! 


Are you making family memories/family traditions? 

How do you do it?

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