The Best Story of My Weekend

I tried to write a couple of stories for children yesterday. I referred some children books to draw some ideas and insights to get started with a story. 
      Of four stories I could write with some difficulties, the following story came out as best I could write:
    
     We are all back home in an evening as usual.
     Dad is back home from his office.
     Ama is back home from her stall.
     Brother is back home from his college.
     I am back home from my school.
     From a supermarket, dad brings some packed milk.
     From her stall, mum brings some burgers and other junks.
     And brother brings some canned juice and packed tea.
     May be, this evening too, no whiff of of family cooking at home, I mumble.
     After our normal few minutes  private times of showers and changes, we are back in our living room.
     Father opens his computer and glues his eyes on the monitor. Mum watches TV toying her smartphone alongside. Brother muffles his ears with the earphones and busy at the PlayStation. I resign to my room to do my homework. I am struck some where with my mathematics problem.
     "Dad help me with my homework please." Dad comes in, hands me his smartphone, turn on home WiFi and suggest me to browse through. He leaves and I google my problem.
     In few minutes, mum shows up in the room with a burger and a glass of milk.
     "Are we not eating together today too? Mum."
     "Dad is busy and so is your brother. I am busy too and so you are."
     I munch the burger and drink the milk yearning for home cooked food from my father or mother's hands.
     Then I tiptoe towards my brother.
     "Acho let's play a while."
     He hands me his joystick and let me play a game at his PlayStation while he fiddles his smartphone.
     Then I am tried of the screen glaring at me. I pop into the living room where mum is still watching her serial.
      "Mum, come and tell me a bedtime story please."
      She comes and handover her iPad to me putting on a Disney's animated movie.
     "Apa did you really help me with my homework???"
      "Acho, did you really play with me"
     "Ama, did you really tell me a story???"
     "Parents, did you really cook that dinner???"
     I muttered and turn off the light.

The story is realistic, isn't it???