Cribbage Anyone?
I've mentioned previously how one of the things I enjoy when visiting my parents is getting to play cribbage with my dad, and happily on this trip we were able to sneak in a few hands.
While DH and I were on our vacation staycation and the kids were hanging with the grandparents, Grandpa figured that the eldest child (age 10) was ready to be introduced to the game. So on a free evening, Grandpa showed him the ropes and Jared even managed to squeak out a win. He was very satisfied. In fact, when telling me about it, his victory was one of the first things he mentioned. Knowing from personal experience that Grandpa does not let anyone win (oh, the memories! Risk, bowling, ping pong, gin! The man gave 100%.), I was duly impressed.
Grandpa also wanted some play time with the younger child (age 7, not quite cribbage age). Grandma suggested that they play Uno (one of our favorites). Emma resisted, being slightly more interested in Slap Jack. Again, she was prodded to 'teach' Grandpa how to play Uno.
And that was that.
2 comments:
Go Emma! May you always be so!
Stick to your guns, Emma. (Maybe now you can teach me. LOL)
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