You know that annoying thing adults do when they’re teaching a kid how to play a game, and they make deliberate mistakes and then point them out to the kid, so the kid can get ahead and win?
My daughter just did that to me because she felt bad about destroying me at checkers for the third time in a row.
“Look, Mom. I am going to save your life. I am going to let you jump me. You go here.”
Um…gee. Thanks kid.
It went on like this. It became very clear, very fast that she was going to win. Not because I was letting her, but because I suck at checkers.
I could be proud of her for mastering the rules of the game so quickly. But what really had me beaming was her absolute refusal to gloat. Or even to take my last piece. We had to call the game a draw when dinner was ready because she just wouldn’t wipe me out.
Go, little pacifist, go!
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