The Memory game
Last night my youngest son asked me to play a game on the computer with him. The game he wanted to play was the memory game. You know that one. You flip over cards and need to remember where the cards are so you can make matches. I knew my memory wasn’t the greatest, but I didn’t realize how bad it was. He kicked my butt four different times until I refused to play with him any more. He had a blast and was killing himself laughing because I couldn’t make any matches. But I’m going to fool him. I’m going to practice these games and the next time he wants to play I plan on kicking some Daniel “butt” of my own. LOL
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July 14 2008 02:50 pm | Entertainment and Kids and Life
July 15th, 2008 at 5:24 pm
That’s funny. I know my memory is no where near what it used to be either. At least I don’t have children to embarrass me though.
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