For those whose family dinners are anything like my own, they usually go like this:

The Debate

Mom: What do y'all want for dinner?

Brother: "I'm feelin' some Mexican."

Sister: "Arugula Salad with chicken."

Dad: "Let's just throw some of those burgers in the freezer on the grill."

Sister 2: "But I had plans already…"

And the discussion continues until finally Mom decides we're going out.

Getting Ready

The girls head up stairs to go "quickly freshen up" (but inevitably the family waits an hour for Sister 1 to finish straightening her hair). Brother refuses to put on a collared shirt and a fight breaks out between Mom and Brother about how soccer jerseys are not appropriate for this restaurant. Dad pours himself a glass of wine before the family even pulls out of the driveway, and inevitably everyone ends up waiting on the biggest diva of them all to get dressed: the Brother. After fighting for the front seat, everyone piles on the car to head to dinner, even though it's already 9 o'clock.

Family Drama

During dinner everyone learns the newest details about each sibling's love life, updates on the relative that has gone off the deep end, Dad yells about how we've gone over our data plan for the month and still have 2 weeks left, and Mom tries to get the family to take a picture while we're out, but unfortunately fails because she doesn't know how to use her iPhone properly. Everyone leaves satisfied and full, except Brother who complains about how he could still use another meal and Sisters 1 and 2 who have yet to satisfy their sweet tooth.

The Return

While in the car, brother complains about how now that his siblings are gone, they never have enough family time. So, Mom suggests a family movie when the family gets home. Sister 1 and 2 roll their eyes, and Dad's biggest concern is that we don't have to pay for anything else that night. Then the family prepares for the next test of their patience: choosing a movie that everyone agrees on.