It truly is an amazing thing to look back and realize how critical that action would be two and a half decades later. Playing games became a family activity that brought the six of us together. We sat around the table with snacks and played and the home filled with laughter and joy.
Playing games is hands on training for Life. Children can ponder about marriage, children, homes, and even have a taste of insurance, and reflect upon careers with or without college. Learning basic counting as well as adding and subtracting large volumes of money are not making greedy children but instead reinforce basic math skills.
We no longer spent money on holidays after our lives changed...but that was not a bad thing. We already established the tradition of game play and so I applied this to our new lives. I now fashion pretty much everything at home~so why not a game? The above photo is our family's version of Monopoly. Every member of the farm family was born in a different place. Four of us were born in four different US states and two were born in different cities in Germany. This made for fantastic groupings in Monopoly. Be sure to note that this game is not perfect. We on the farm make due with what we have and take pleasure in family and simplicity. Making this game was a measure of love in times of duress. Instead of losing direction when things changed for us financially, we regathered and circled the wagons so to speak. We are a family in spite of any situation. I am ever so thankful that our first year, young Bill and young Jennifer took the time to lay the groundwork for a tradition that has been longstanding.
I thought I would add the below photo as I found it and it has some of my very favorite people in it...
Third, First, Second