Family Reading Night Novels & Stories

Blaze said. "Is there a possibility that Lyra's parents could babysit the kids so that Lyra and Vega could help Kaysen pack and move this evening? If Lyra is ok with Kaysen and Cora staying for a bit, that is?" I asked Blaze as I walked him to the front door. "I'm sure my mom would want to go over and help with the kids as well. Family night dinner isn't until next Saturday, so this is perfect timing," Blaze said as he walked out of the door.

They showed me pictures of everything I have missed out on in their lives and it hurts me that I wasn't there for them when they needed me the most. Nora and Domenic are still very secretive about whats going on between the two of them. “What are you thinking about?” Adrian asked, kissing me on the head. “Oh, about the past few weeks and how everything turned out.” I smiled. He sat next to me and looked over at the twins who were watching the Lion King. “I am happy that you remembered all of us and what we had.” “Me too.” It was a Saturday night and we decided to have a family movie night. Adrian told me not to worry about food because he was getting pizza and Chinese takeout. The day was bl

she added. “That sounds fun. You girls have a good time. Then we can all have a nice dinner as a family.” grandpa offered. “That’s if it doesn’t interfere with our granddaughter’s plans for tonight.” grandma wiggled her eyebrows, taking a sip of tea. Dad frowned. “She has no plans for tonight. Tonight is a family night.” he stated. “I’m going to the movies with Forrest tonight.” I stated, ignoring dad.

“We’ve been stretched thin lately, and I don’t want us to burn out. Maybe we should consider setting firmer boundaries with work.” I nodded, understanding exactly what he meant. “Like designated family nights?” “Exactly,” he said. “Non-negotiable time for just us and the kids, no phones, no distractions.” “I love that idea,” I agreed. “Let’s make it official. Friday nights will be family nights.” The decision brought a sense of relief. Knowing we had dedicated time carved out for connection made the rest of the chaos feel more manageable. Dinner was lively, filled with laughter and stories from the day. Afterward, we all gathered in the living room for a movie. Emilia curled up in my lap whi

I slammed the laptop shut, a guilty flush on my cheeks, as if I had been caught looking at something obscene. Maybe I had. That evening, the "family strategy dinner" loomed. It was Nia's term. She arrived with Diamond, both dressed with an elegance that felt like battle armor. The dining room, usually just for us three, was set formally. Candles flickered, casting long shadows. Katie, blessedly, was having a special "movie night" in the media room with her favorite nanny. We sat. The first course was served. The silence was deafening.

A minute passes before she finally says, "Well, tonight was supposed to be our last family night together for a while, but if you both are certain you're okay with Noah joining us, I'll give him a call and see if he can make it." "Perfect," Alex responds, and I offer my agreement with matching smiles. We share another hug, exchange more "I love yous," and then Mom heads off to call Noah. In the meantime, Alex and I take the responsibility of starting dinner, making a genuine effort to be responsible and helpful kids for once.

After Hilda and Connie ended the conversation, the family continued to watch television. All of them were usually very busy but they would still gather around and watch television together every night after dinner, even if they were just around to pat their cat, dog, alpaca, or just to play with their phone. When Nathan knew about their habit, he would show up on time every day, hoping that they would get used to his presence. Luna was trying her best to braid her father's hair. After that, she started to paint Nathan's nails.

Dinner was noisy as per usual and afterwards we sat around laughing and talking with the women while Ty was being his usual asshole self, keeping us all entertained with his antics. We were just a family having an evening together with the baby being passed around or more like she was making the rounds, getting her hugs and kisses from all her aunts and uncles; fighting sleep. That kid hates bedtime. Every once in a while my mind would remind me of what laid ahead of us tonight, what it meant, what it signified. Everything we do from here on out is for the old man it goes without saying.

traditions to this non-family event. She recalled her childhood, when the family dinner in her mansion brought all the relatives. Since there was drinking well into the evening, and a risk of bad weather, each couple was given a room for the night. Children were allowed to 'camp together,' sleeping in mattresses on the floor in a large room under tables with their cousins. The whole extended family assembled for Christmas Eve dinner in holiday bathrobes and pajamas custom made for the occasion.

It is probably because I’m seeing him for the first time tomorrow in two years. “Honey, come on, it’s starting,” mom calls, pulling me from my thoughts. I turn my face back to the tv and smile as we watch a movie we have seen too many times. But tonight, or any family night, is never about the movie; rather, it is about spending time with the people you love. I can’t understand why Zayne would give it up. Zayne