do not pass go, do not collect $200

How great is it, as a parent, to see your children love something you once loved? I could play Monopoly for hours as a kid-the hardest part was finding another player! I was ALWAYS the iron. (Now I consider that just a tad prophetic considering my current role.) I remember how I felt as a girl when my Dad told me that it had been his favorite game, that he too, “always won” and how it had actually led him to go into real estate as an adult.
I get how brown eyes, a cowlick, a stubborn streak and more can be in our DNA. But a love for Monopoly shared with my Dad that I did not know of? And my Mom,who did not raise me, yet we share all these unique tastes for all things plaid, for lemon flavors and old red things. And here is my oldest son, begging his brothers for “just ONE Game”!? 30 minutes into it both of them are just DONE, bored and ready to give him all their houses and money just to go outside and play…Josiah has it won, but he pleads with them to keep going. Sam hangs in there, and when it’s over and his brother counts the money up and lets him know just how much he was beaten by Sam’s response is a bored “okay.” Not a big deal to him, he played just to be kind. Josiah knows this, but it doesn’t bother him-he WON. I grin, I remember. And I wonder how far back in the gene pool does this go….?

About sparrowjourney

Christian homeschooling mom to three boys, married to my best friend, John, for over 20 years. I love gardening without gloves, learning history with my kids, cooking with lots of butter, serving others, great books, rich coffee, studying the Bible, camping outdoors, scrapbooking, vintage home decor, the smell of rain and cut grass, authentic people, poetry, laughing until your sides hurt, and babies. oh and black licorice is pretty awesome.
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