When I got home as soon as I walked through the door my 5-year-old son was on me to play cards with him. Our conversation went like this:
Taylor: Daddy, let's play memory!
Me: Why do you always want to play me in memory? I always lose to you.
Taylor: Yeah, I like you losing.
At least he is honest.
We played a few games. I lost of course. On the last game I was up 6 matches to his 0 and I thought I was going to win. Then Taylor rattled off like 12 in a row. I don't know where he gets this. I think we have given birth to Rainman.
You would think with a brain this size that I could dominate. But sadly that's not the case.
3 comments:
I feel your pain. My son just leveled me in a game of "Ticket to Ride" (a great board game for ages 7 or 8 and up. It's great fun for adults too.
It's a tough pill to swallow...
I better start training right now for my 7 month old boy. Are there any weight-gainers you could recommend? (For my head)
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