Monday, November 15, 2010
Do You Have a Fish?
Friducha, I call her. Mi Flor.
She is still having whooping fits. Of course very little ever actually slows her down. She still wants to sing and dance, color, cook, be a good farmer to her chicas and garden. She still gets incredibly silly. And even more incredibly affectionate. She speaks in endearments.
Yesterday I saw game cards at the market. I brought home "Go Fish!" I remember "Go Fish" and "Old Maid." The cards my mom bought me and my brothers were jumbo size, and I loved the comical illustrations on them.
Both Max and Maria were very curious and enthused to learn this new game.
A nice thing about Max: He likes games. Another nice thing about Max: He likes playing anything from chess, which he is very good at, to Go Fish. He is a patient, diplomatic, and intelligent game player... he reasons every angle, and readily offers critical analysis, concise descriptions of rules, and probable outcomes. This is especially true when we play poker. Max loves poker.
My flower girl caught on quickly. We've all played many rounds since yesterday.
The screen... (insert laughter here) That's the screen we built last spring and tried to enjoy all summer, but the mosquitoes sent our outdoorscreen indoors. It dominates an entire wall of our living room, but it is so super awesome we cannot bear to pack it away! In fact, I could be persuaded to host another movie night soon... very soon.
Maybe a poker night too. Or an autumn potluck. It's just that time of year when playing inside is extra enjoyable.