Some time back, I found myself writing about games. Winning, losing – definitely taking part.
Games seem bigger on the radar again. Junior is involved, but so is Mini. They have their different likes and dislikes.
Mini and I play different games quite a lot. It seems to work for us both.
I like the fact that games have start and end points; we know what the activity will be, how it will run. (These things don’t necessarily feature as simply in everyday family life.)
Mini likes the numbers; the together time. There is a fair amount of tolerance for losing; an interest in playing again, particularly when winning.
Bit by bit, we find some new games to play. We invent some variations on ones we already have.
Games are not just for the two of us. They seem to be something to invite other family members in on.
Adults and kids have different tolerances: for conversation, for gaps between meals, for the appropriate number of toys to dump in a room at a given time.
But they can came together over a game. A game can even (whisper it) allow someone else to do something, like nip off and hang up the washing. Or step into an empty room and breathe. Those kind of things.
So I’ll return to some games again. As a Senior Player, I get to direct as well as to take part.
I even get to stock the games box, and shake things up at times.
Ready for some more games? Eyes down.