i see him coming my way
the look on his face hints at the question he’s about to ask
“can we play my game, mommy?”
sure, buddy.
i’m tired. (#abolishDST)
but i will always spare ten minutes with my shaggy-haired boy.
i have never “let” him win.
i want him to learn a valuable life lesson-
you win some, you lose some
even if it’s from a matching game
nevertheless-
he still beats me almost every night
on the rare occasion i actually win,
he cheers me on with the same excited fervor-
“daddy, guess what?! mommy won!”
and there he goes again-
giving me a life lesson in return
this time- valuable wisdom on the art of losing well
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