So both of these occurred quite awhile ago, but I figure I should try and catch the blog up…
Take 2 involved playing Chutes and Ladders during one of our family nights. It was all 5 of us, but the little one and I were playing the same piece. It started out well enough, even though Daddy was bored and the little one was bouncing around. We got onto the second row of squares before the middle was fussing about not being in the lead.
And then the cheating started. She wouldn’t spin the spinner, but instead just put it on six each time. And then she’d move her piece to the closest ladder and scamper up it. At this point, the baby is no longer interested, instead spending his energy bouncing on the couch.
Daddy’s lost his focus too, and soon I realize I’m playing for both of us. The oldest starts getting pissed, because she really does want to play, but between the bouncing and the cheating, it’s rather chaotic. Soon she starts to tear up and her lip’s quivering.
I start trying to calm her, get her focused when
The baby jumps right in the middle of everything, sending my blood pressure through the roof and game pieces scattered through the living room.
Screaming and crying ensued. *sigh* Not a win.
And then there was Take 3, shortly after the middle one’s birthday. It was a new game, something about Barbie dogs I think, and rather unique, in that you had little obstacles that had to be completed. Things started out well *don’t they always* but it didn’t last long.
See the middle one, she’s a cheater. And she doesn’t even know enough yet to try and hide it. She does it in plain sight of everyone and doesn’t care in the slightest. So she’s cheating like it’s a hand of Texas Hold ‘Em while the baby’s running laps around the table.
I don’t remember what happened first, blame it on the blocking out of bad memories, but it seemed it all went to shit quickly. There was a 7 year old storming off, a 6 year old sitting in a chair screaming, obstacle pieces all over the floor and red Kool-Aid spilled over the table.
Failure number 3.
And what I’ve learned…
- The baby’s still not old enough for games. But what the heck do I do with him?
- My hubby’s not really into games. Especially Chutes and Ladders or Candy Land or some Barbie Dog Show shit.
- Cheaters are not fun to play with.
- I’ve got to remember that it’s just as frustrating for the oldest, who really wants to play, as it is for me.
*sigh* Take 4 coming soon.