Growing up, my family always watched a movie and ate dinner together on a large red and blue handkerchief blanket on Sunday nights. I remember going to the movie store (RIP) and negotiating a double feature with my parents - generally movies of the 1970s Disney variety. We were not introduced to much of modern culture until high school.
We've picked up the tradition with Hugo over the last few months, and it's one of our better parenting decisions. A pot of chili, blow up mattress in the living room, piles of blankets and Finding Nemo on the TV - this is how you spend a rainy Sunday evening in the fall.