The Game of Horse

Last night LM and I were playing what I thought would be a quick game of HORSE...you know you've all played it.

We, of course, played by his rules. LM made me sit on the floor about 10 feet away from the hoop as he got to stand and we took turns shooting at the basket.

Why does that child's hoop feel so far away when sitting on the ground and why is it so tough for mommy to make that simple shot?

I got the HOR right away as LM made shot after shot. Finally, he gets the HOR - ah, we are neck to neck. I'm thinking I better pull out my best free throw or I'm going to lose here.

Well, it happened...I've been beaten by a 3.5 year old at a simple game of H O R S E. Not only did I lose but I had to watch the victory dance. As he stuck out his little behind wiggling it back and forth singing I'm the man and I beat you over and over again, all I could do was laugh and think I do have the greatest son in the world.

Nothing beats watching your child embellish on a sweet victory of defeat.