Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Sweet Victory

I am very competitive when it comes to games.  I like everyone to follow the rules (can you tell I am the oldest?) and I want to secure a victory, fair and square.  My sister won't even play games with me as an adult claiming that I become an *&#hole.  Isn't she sweet?  So when my son brought out a Candyland game that I had bought a year before and asked if we could play it, I was ready to show him my gaming prowess.  

Of course, in CandyLand, it's all about odds.  There's no strategy.  It's just a game of chance.  Still, there are rules.  You can't go through the cards and find the best one.  You have to be patient and hope the right one comes along to give you that sweet victory.  My son wasn't having any of this.  He would move his guy along the path way past the red square he had drawn.  "You have to keep your guy on the spot, bud," I told him.  "But why?" he asked.  "I want to play with him."  I fought with my inner urge to control and remembered that I was playing CandyLand with a four year old.  "Okay, sure.  How about we put this other guy there to hold your spot while you play?" I asked him.  "Oooh! That's a great idea, Mommy!"  he answered.

We continued play until I got stuck.  I had to stay in a spot until he drew a yellow card.  I explained the rules of the game expecting him to be very excited about his secured win.  What I got was the absolute opposite reaction.  He wasn't  happy at the turn of events. "But Mommy, you don't have to be stuck.  Just stay right there and I will find a yellow card so that you can play again.  It's not fun if you can't play." he told me.

My competitiveness vanished as I looked at this towheaded, sweet, loving little boy in front of me.  He wasn't thinking about winning at all.  He was thinking about both of us enjoying ourselves.  In four-year-old land, this was very selfless.  "Thank you, love," I said to him while ruffled his messy blond hair.  "That was awesome that you thought about me."

It's crazy when I'm reminded to be a better person by my children.  It's crazy when I see how pure they are, how kind they are, how unafraid they are to love.  While competitiveness is a trait that has many good sides, I think compassion is much more needed in this world.  I'm taking that lesson with me today.  I hope you can, too.

How do your kids teach you to be a better person?

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