It now gets dark long before I leave work. The weather has been cold and wet (but fortunately no snow yet.) Between these, our ability to get outside and explore, or even take a walk around the neighborhood has been almost non-existent.
Many of our evenings have been filled with races, stories, or movies. But sometime, nothing beats a good game night.
While Roman and Dad fought it out over a very competitive game of BattleShip, I played Candyland with Blaise.
I can't believe that my "baby" is old enough to actually play a board game with me. Well, kind of.
Roman is able to set up his BattleShip board by himself, think out his coordinate calling strategy, and win a good portion of the time.
Blaise, on the other hand, is learning the ropes. After drawing a purple card, he kept insisting he be allowed to move to the purple near the end of the course. At least he knew you need to get there to win. He did tip over his piece so it was laying face down. "He doesn't want to play anymore," he said after I got the gumdrop card he had wanted. In the end, he did end up winning (completely fairly.) After a high five for winning, realization crossed over his face and he pointed at me.
"That means you lose, Mom!" He giggled loudly.
Yes, this is only the beginning. The competitive streak is alive and well.