Win!

.CraigCardilino

Let me set the stage for you.  I am losing at Candyland for the 15^th straight time to my 3 year old daughter.  I dislike losing – and I tried really hard to mask the emotion on my face – but the 10th time she pulled a double move card in a row I just couldn’t help myself.  “C’mon! Are you serious how is it even possible…”  She stared at me with pure joy in her eyes and said, “Daddy, I love this game.”

Of course she loves this game – apparently she can’t be beaten.  How annoying.  If it wasn’t my job to teach her how quitting is never acceptable, I WOULD SO QUIT RIGHT NOW.  I never said I was a graceful loser.  I’m a terrible loser.  Even in a game of Candyland with my 3 year old daughter.  I completely realize how pathetic this is. 

Olympics!

My wife has had a rough week.  She has been doing everything around the house, taking care of the kids all day and all night and getting almost zero help from her significant other.  I’m not on a business trip.  I’m not at some retreat somewhere or volunteering all my time to help some poor humans who really need it.

My wife has been doing all the work because I have been sitting on the couch.  Watching the Olympics.

My wife likes Gymnastics and was intrigued with the first couple times she saw swimming finals, but other than that she is completely baffled on why someone would feel the need to sit on the couch and watch 12+ hours of this stuff a day.  If you or someone you know is asking this same thing – please read on.  I hope to help you completely understand.