Tuesday, May 19, 2009

The past 3 nights in a row, my basketball-playing kid had challenged me to play H-O-R-S-E .

The past 3 nights in a row, I have kicked my kid's basketball-playing butt in H-O-R-S-E.

These have been major feats for me since I have zero athletic ability and he's a basketball whiz. He's also terribly competitive and hates to lose - being the awesome parent that I am, I feel the need to rub it in.

Today, as I victory-danced into the house, I told him "I'm getting a t-shirt that says 'I beat my kid!'"

"Um... Mom, I don't think that's a great idea."

"It's fine, I just won't wear it when I come to your school."

Labels: adventures in shitty parenting