I've never quite known how "playing cars" works, so I do a lot of zooming in a circle, hoping not to get dizzy.
There's a process and there are rules, but I'm not sure what they are. Sometimes it seems as if they are in flux. I only really know the rules when I break one.
If I stop moving for too long, such as to sip my tea or check Facebook on my phone, I get reprimanded. Not sure if this is how Keanu Reeves felt in the movie Speed, but I won't stop long enough to find out.
9 year old grand likes to change rules mid game! I feel your pain.... only on a different level! See...we can tell her no!
ReplyDeleteAahh, yes, cars! Never ending races and circles showing who's in charge, for a change (the little boy, haha)!
ReplyDeleteHahaha! I remember those days - although in my case it was playing with the "guys" (superheros). I was ALWAYS the villain. And to add salt to the wound, I couldn't even make up my own narrative...he always dictated to me what my actions and words should be.
ReplyDeleteAw, Gigi! My son played “guys”, too. He is almost 15 but on a rare Saturday morning I will still her the psh psh of him playing in his room. Thanks for reminding me of this.
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