|Prima Donna and her good friend, Izzy|
Usually we are so crazy busy with things that we hardly have time to breathe, let alone play games. I know, a Sunday without a birthday party is rare for us, especially this time of year, but Prima Donna graduated from Seminary today, so we were at the church until about 6:30. That would have made it difficult to prepare food and a celebration, so we just kept the evening pretty quiet.
My sweetie and I have been planning a trip for next month (Teach and Twiz are having a New Jersey Wedding Celebration), so after an hour or so on the computer, I was ready for a change of venue. Curly came in all upset because there wasn't room for him at the game the bigger kids were playing. I handed him my brand new deck of UNO cards and suggested he try to set up another game.
He came back a few minutes later, rather dejected that no one seemed interested, so I headed for the family room. We rounded up Baby Doll and Crafty joined us and soon we four were playing a rousing game of UNO. As we got ready to start our second hand, I invited my sweetie to join us.
We were having so much fun! Then Curly gave Baby Doll a Wild Draw 4 card and she dramatically sunk her face into her handful of cards and moaned, "My life is torture!"
What 5-year-old knows that word? And if they do, can they use it properly in a sentence?
She eventually came back to win the game with my sweetie sliding in at a miserable last place.
I think he needs to work on his Spanish.