King of the Kandy Kastle

This past Saturday night we let Timothy plan Family Night. This was his first time in charge, so he took it very seriously.

Here's what he came up with:

Food: pizza
Faith: say the Our Father together
Fun: play Candy Land

Of course, earlier in the day we took Nicholas and Jonathan aside and set some ground rules: no teasing Timothy about his Family Night, go along with whatever he planned, and everyone must participate (even Nicholas's friend who was spending the night with us).

So, after some pizza we sat around the kitchen table and Timothy led us in saying the Our Father. Then he announced that we were all playing Candy Land and, to their credit, not one of the teens groaned or rolled their eyes.

And because the game only comes with four gingerbread men, Joe and I sat back and watched four boys (ages 6, 13, 15,15) play some serious Candy Land.

They cheered when they pulled the Queen Frostine card, groaned when Mr. Mint sent them back to the beginning of the board, and called each other some really, really bad names such as Gramma Nut, Plumpy and, most insulting of all, Princess Lolly.

At the end of the night, Nicholas may have been crowned King Kandy . . .



but Timothy was the real winner because his first Family Night was a big success.