Hard to figure out an appropriate age for this movie, but I suggest toddlers since anyone older is likely to be insulted by this insipid nonsensical mess. It's really hard to know where to even begin but I will go with the most obvious issues. Dads who are so incompetent that they can barely manage NOT to accidentally kill their own offspring left in their care for a few hours, women who are so emotionally unbalanced that they breakdown and cower in the closet after their out-of-control over-indulged kids destroy the house. Aargh...I fear that this movie's portrayal of marriage/motherhood may have done more to damage my daughters' psyches more than all the Carl's Jr. and Victoria's Secret commercials put together. Yuck. After about an hour, when I realized this was a poorly-acted, thinly-disguised infomercial for Focus on the Family, I couldn't hit the "stop" button on the DVD player quick enough. Unless these people all get some therapy, start taking psych meds and grown up by the end of this train wreck, this rubbish was completely unforgiveable (even for Christians).