I’m a super competitive person. I tend to make a competition out of anything. Don’t blame me…it’s the disease. The car line at school…GAME ON…I want to be first…for no other reason than to say…”I’m first”…and then sit there for three hours. I once made up the Big Red gum game….where you chew a piece of Big Red…then push your tongue through like your gonna blow a bubble…but INSTEAD…you leave the gum on your tongue. The person that lasts the longest wins. I always won! However…there is one exception to my competitiveness…
Playing games with my kids…. It’s not that I’m above wiping them out in Zingo or Scrabble…because I will do it in a heartbeat…but sometimes you have got to pick your battles. An art my husband has yet to perfect. See…I’m beating him at “picking your battles”…ha I win! Here’s an example of each of us playing Monopoly, Jr. with Savannah:
2 DAYS AGO:
Savannah: I wanted the Dance Party!
Chris: Well…that’s not how the game is played.
Savannah: {whining} It’s not fair…you have all the parties!!
Me: Oh for the love…just give her the Dance Party.
Chris: But…she didn’t earn it and besides she already has the Princess Party and the Bouncy Castle Party!
Me: Seriously?
YESTERDAY
Savannah: But…I didn’t want to land on the question mark.
Me: okay…so move somewhere else.
Savannah: Yay…I got the Pinata Party! I get to go again!
Me: why do you get to again?
Savannah: Because I won the Pinata Party.
Me: cool.
Savannah: Yay…I got the Pirate Party! I get to go again!
And so this continued the whole game. I never actually got a turn…but she did send me to jail once. I’ll have plenty of chances to annihilate her in Monopoly, Jr….but for now I get to lay on the couch, relax, and spend time with my baby sans whining…WINNING!