Monkey is home again! You may not know this, but I really, really like that kid. He’s swell. He’s also funny and extremely good-looking (in my completely unbiased opinion, of course). And I have a real weakness for humans who used to live inside my body.
That said, our family motto when it comes to playing games has long been, “It’s not a game until someone’s crying.” And… well, let’s not mince words: It’s usually Monkey. True, he’s the youngest, and yes, when you’re Mr. Rules it can be hard to accept that there’s an element of chance (or a rule you don’t like), but it’s made me into someone who gives a little involuntary shudder when someone suggests we should play a game.
Until now, that is. Monkey is home, and this week on Alpha Mom I’m sharing about an unexpected Scrabble surprise from him. (Have I mentioned how much I like that kid? SO MUCH.)