Everything this child touches turns to gold. He is smart, funny, athletic, and has tons of friends. He is also one of these people that instinctively understands how to play a game he has been introduced to mere moments before.
I made the
mistake of allowing him to sign up for his school chess club several weeks
ago. Ever since that time, all I hear
is, “Mom, let’s play a quick game of chess!”
And it is a
quick game, since I find myself in check mate in a matter of 10 minutes,
sometimes less.
But he was
not going to win at checkers. No. Checkers was mine.
I taught him
the basics and of course he beat me.
Twice. But then something kicked
in, some sort of primal need for redemption, and that was it. He was half my size and one quarter of my
age. I could take him.
My guys got
across the board in record time. “King
me!” I cried out, with an inappropriate amount of glee.
Next thing
you know, I had Tall’s two remaining pieces backed into a corner. I tried not to laugh a wicked little laugh,
but I couldn’t help it. I had not won a
game against this child since that time he had the flu when he was three and he
was just not up for Monopoly that day.
Tall saw
that he had no way out. He abruptly stood
up and intentionally upended the board, with all the pieces splattering across
the table and the floor.
I guess he
gets his good sportsmanship from me.
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This is adorable! I have a feeling my 5-year-old will be the same way...I can't wait to beat him at checkers! Although I probably won't...haha.
ReplyDeleteOh yes...it's like when I can figure out something on my smartphone that my son didn't already know. It makes me feel like a genius...
ReplyDeleteAnytime my 3 or 5 year old beat me at Candy Land or something I just tell them that financially speaking, I can run circles around them. That always seems to shut them up.
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