Saturday, May 30, 2015


My daughter made up a card game and played it on the floor, against a plastic lizard.

"I think I'm winning at Pingo," she said after a while.

"That's good," I said.  "I don't want that lizard to win."

It's never too early to learn to play a made-up game, against yourself, and take it quite seriously. 

That's pretty much life, come to think of it.

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 Postscript:  She just made me play Pingo with her.  Worst.  Game.  Ever.

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