So my daughter and I have been playing Uno in the evenings. It’s a fun, easy game to wind down the day with, and with two people it goes rather brisk. Skip cards now skips the next hand directly back to yourself. Reverse does the same thing. To make it less painful we allow you to play a card every hand even if you given a draw four.
So my daughter wants to keep score. She gets a piece of paper and draws a line down the middle. One one side she writes her name and on the other side, mine.
We start playing and she’s on a roll. She wins the first five games easily. However on the sixth game I finally win one.
“Awwww,” says my daughter as she begrudgedly puts a single mark in my column.
“What? Are you serious? You win five in a row and your being fussy because you didn’t win the sixth game also? You know, I don’t think you’ll every be satisfied unless you won every game forever. It’s like you only remember the last game and nothing in the past matters.”
“What does satisfy mean?”
“Really? You don’t know what satisfied means?”
“It means you are happy with how things are going. Now let’s play a few more.”
We go back and forth and I pick up two games in a row. However she’s still kicking my ass with 11 wins to my three.
The card to match is a yellow eight. I have no yellows but I do have a red eight so I play that one.
“A red reverse, a red skip, and a draw four. Uno! And we’ll make it green”
I draw four cards and it’s a loaded hand.
“A green skip, a blue skip, and a draw four. I know your last card is green so let’s go with blue.”
“That’s payback for giving you a draw four on the last hand,” she says as she draws four.
“Wait, so you know what payback means but not the word satisfied?”
A minute later she lays down a yellow skip, a yellow draw two, and a blue draw two.
“I can tell by your smile your last card is blue. Please give me a draw card four. Nope. Go ahead, finish me off.”
“All done, I win!”
The final tally? Twelve wins for my daughter and three for me.
I’m glad she won the last one otherwise I’d have to listen to her poor sportsmanship whine-fest again as she promptly forgets that in total, she slaughtered me.
File Under: Teaching Children Good Sportsmanship – Playing Card Games with Your Kid