Caitlin, Mark and I were playing aggravation this weekend. Didn't have alot of time before i had to go to work. Mark had initially won, sitting there carrying on a conversation with us while he waited patiently for us to wrap it up.
Caitlin was beating me, as usual. She had three of her men home and came around the last corner for a clear run to win second place. I came around after her and sent her back to start, which is when she started tearing up, sulking, and telling me how unfair it is that she has to live the hard life that she has to live.
"Caitlin, it is only a game. Suck it up, Dude." I will stop now and thank Melissa for that one. "This is not how we act when we play games. Sometimes you win, sometimes someone else wins. Sometimes you are the windshield, sometimes you are the bug."
"A bug??" Her big blue eyes looking over at me with tears hanging on her lashes.
"Yes, a bug! A wasp, bee, fly, gnat, spider... a bug!"
She wiped her eyes and grabbed her dice. "Ok, Mom."
We played another few rounds before I swung around my corner and landed my last man safely into home and won second place.
Caitlin immediately slammed her hand down on the table and said "Oh!!! I am the BUG!!!" and preceeded to cry.
Mark, in the meantime, is sitting across the table laughing his butt off as our dear child had her heart broken into a million pieces and sat on my lap as i had to comfort the caterpillor with her sticky hands all over me.
The bug!
No comments:
Post a Comment