We love to play games here in our house as a family. It's no secret. We're a very competitive family. Maddie is a sore loser though. If she doesn't win, she acts like a 2-year-old. Awesome. Dylan was never a really sore loser (of course, I could have a very selective memory, but I can't recall Dylan acting like a 2-year-old while playing games even when he was a 2-year-old playing games). The only time she doesn't act like this is when it is just her and Dylan playing because she knows he will NEVER play with her again, and she loves her Dylan time.
The sportsmanship thing is a work in progress. She's getting a little better, but I think she learned something recently that I didn't teach her.
If you always win, you don't have to be a good loser.
Somewhere along the line, she got really good at playing games. I am not the kind of mom that lets my kids win, but sometimes if the game is really close, I'll do something that will cause me to lose and them to win, but I won't blatantly throw the game in their favor. That doesn't really teach them anything.
I realized just last night that the last couple of times I played games with the kids, I lost. What is wrong with this picture? Fortunately, most of the games we play are luck games (War, Chutes and Ladders, Yahtzee Jr., Hi Ho Cherry Oh), but some of them require at some level of skill (Battleship, Guess Who, Go Fish (sort of) and Sequence). I can't win at any of them anymore. So, either my game playing ability has gone way downhill, or my kids just stepped theirs up. Because I hate to be the one to lose, I'll just say that my kids are taking after me - becoming a great winner - because it takes the emphasis off the fact that I am the loser. See, I'm not a sore loser at all.
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