The Origin of the term: "Foam Evening"

When our four children were growing up in England, one toddler couldn’t get his tongue around “Family Home Evening,” so this much anticipated weekly event became known as Foam Evening.

Looking back, it seems the new title was more appropriate than little Jeff realized. As parents, we often came close to foaming at the mouth with frustration. The funny thing is that despite all the chaos and interruptions, they still remember those evenings with fondness, and claim they really did learn something.

So if your longing to follow the Prophet’s counsel and hold regular Family Home Evenings sometimes feels like you’re fixing an inner tube that pops a new hole every time you pump, don’t despair. Instead, take a deep breath, smile, and remember Winston Churchill’s famous words—“Never, never, never give up.” Believe me; it’s all worth it in the end. Ask any one of our family. And the ones with children now hold Foam Evenings of their own.

To help others in this grand adventure, I’ve been asked to blog on a regular basis about things that worked for our family, and for others. I look forward to sharing memories and inventing new ones, because FHEs are for all ages and all stages of life.