As of 7:30 this morning I have lost at everything I have done today. I raced Den monster from his room to the kitchen, I lost. I wrestled with Gav, I lost. I wrestled Dinosaurs with Den, I lost. I raced Kylee to see who could finish breakfast faster, I lost again.
Now Obviously I am faster than Den he is one of the few people in the world that I have longer legs than. I am stronger than them and I had less food and my mouth is bigger than Kylee's. Part of me thought am I teaching my kids to be wimps by letting them win? Are they going to grow up to be those kids that expects life who cries when they dont get the promotion, and carries their blankey around in their brief case? Than Aiden giggled because his Dinosaur won! I realized then it doesn't matter. What matters is my kids are having fun and feel special. If that means I have to come in second or let a 14 month old pin me during a wrestling match then so be it. I will be a loser and feel like a great mom for it!
