Scott, the pater familias, sometimes has to make great sacrifices for the sake of his family. His daughters adore him and want to play with him, but generally it is on his terms. What they play, what they do together - all are things that he chooses (generally speaking.)
Today, after three days of being needled by his cute and cuddliest, youngest daughter, Scott gave in and agreed to play a game. This is a great sacrifice for Scott, because the game was Apples to Apples. Scott hates this game. The girls and I love this game, because it is always a little different and you can have some pretty funny conversations when playing it, but Scott hates it. He says it is lame, ordinary, and too random. I hope those adjectives don't describe the people that play the game? Just a point to ponder...
The answers people give when playing Apples to Apples are truly indicative of who you are. When responding to the adjective "Adorable", Roxy throws the card, "My Friends." Now who could refuse awarding the point to a cute, cuddly girl who always surrounds herself with stuffed animals? Darby's answers are a more mixed bag - some inspired, some nonsensical. And my answers are mostly ordinary, but never lame.
Scott managed to win what he felt to be an excruciating game of preposterous length. He stated, more than once, that he will not play it again in 2009. Apparently, a father's love for Apples to Apples does have its limits.
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