Tonight William asked me if I wanted to play Memory with him. Personally, I hate Memory. I choke. I forget. I am too scatterbrained to play. But I thought perhaps I could handle playing with a 4 year old. However, I soon found out that none of this mattered, because this is how it ended up going down:
Will: "Lisa, wanna play Memory with me?
Me: "Sure, go grab it"
Will: "Got it... Will you help me set it up?
Will has 3 memory games combined and insisted on setting up all 70+ cards
(After I spend way too much time setting up the game)
Will: "Actually, I know i'll get way more matches if I just play alone, ok?"
Oh snap. I have just been played.
That kid is smart.
That's funny...!