Family Game Night

Ok, so it’s a bit of an exaggeration, but it’s my interpretation of family game night.

It starts out innocently enough. Everyone is gathered around the coffee table, happily chatting about the expected fun. We review the rules of the game. Wide-eyed and all smiles, they listen attentively, nodding their heads in agreement to play by the rules.

We begin the game. Everyone waits patiently for their turn. Money is doled out carefully. Please and thank you’s flow through the air. Go is passed and $200 dollars is collected. Pleasantries of the day are exchanged. Empires are built. Compliments of each others great gaming skills flow like honey. All is right in the world.

Then it happens. The game board is accidentally bumped, game pieces shift, money mingles and hotels tumble. “Hey, that’s mine! I own Boardwalk!” …”No, you don’t! I bought it three turns ago!” Then it begins. Eyes are rolled, voices are raised, fingers are pointed, accusations of cheating are made, dice flys through the air inadvertently hitting someone in the head, a goldfish cracker is chucked in retaliation, juice is spilled, tears begin to flow…theirs and mine. Then it all goes to hell!

This is the reality of game night with my 8, 9 and 10 year old. I hold out hope that some day we can make it through a game without the start of WW III. I’ve heard tales of families completing entire games of Monopoly without incident as they belt out verses of Kumbaya My Lord. I envy these families. Damn it…I want to sing Kumbaya My Lord!

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4 Responses to Family Game Night

  1. deb says:

    The subscription works! And the story is cute too : )

    Like

  2. samibucklin says:

    Hahaha this bring backs so many memories of game nights at my house.. Who wants to actually COMPLETE the game they’re playing anyways?

    Like

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