Don’t get me wrong, I couldn’t be happier that he’s making up games. But given that his first game appears to be “Mommy Wins!” I’m just not his target audience.
Last night after dinner, Besh walked over to his chalkboard, picked up a piece of chalk and started doodling on the board.
Besh: “Daddy, can you guess what this is?”
Me: “It’s a drawing. With chalk. Green chalk.”
“No. For real.”
“Oh, for real. Well, it’s a drawing of Greece. No, Italy.”
“No, you’re wrong. You’re out of the game. Mommy?”
Mommy: “That’s a drawing of a man riding a horse.” (It was probably something else, but it didn’t really matter)
Besh: “That’s right, you’re the winner Mommy!”
While I protested, because it really looked more like Italy, Besh erased the board and drew something else.
Besh: “Okay, Daddy, pick a number and a color.”
Me: “The number is four and the color is red.”
Besh: “No, you’re wrong. You’re out of the game. Sorry. Mommy?”
Mommy: “3,487.560,394.3″ (Yes, it started in the billions and went to one decimal place.) “And the color is blue.”
“That’s right, Mommy! You’re the winner!”
I protested again. This game is hard. Besh agreed to give me one more chance. Again I had to pick a number and color.
I did a number that started in the trillions and went to three decimal places. And picked blue.
Besh: “Nope. Sorry.”
“WHAT?! Then what was the number?”
“Twenty-four thousand fifteen hundred.”
At least I got the color right.