Haven’t mentioned this before, mainly because it is quite embarrassing (and yet oddly fills me with pride also), but here it is in all of its red-faced glory.
After moving to our new location, we had a few weeks where all we had in our house was the luggage we brought with us. Our household items were en route so the only things we had in our house were the items we brought with us on the airplane. One of those items we brought as a diversion for our trio of kids (because, really, a horrible thing to witness is bored children and an even more infernal situation is to be the parent of said bored tykes) was the card game Mille Bornes.
This is a wonderful card game that I actually inherited from my parents. They used to play this game at parties they hosted before they had kids (it was the early 1960s…and I bet you won’t see that scene on Mad Men) and they introduced this game to me. I took to it like a Frenchman takes to wine and I even took this game to college…where I found no interested takers in playing this game.
My college girlfriend and I did try a strip version Mille Bornes, but let’s move on to the point of my story.
To help fight the evil monster of boredom, I have started playing Mille Bornes with my family. Long story short – the goal of the game is to be the first to score 5,000 points.
Here’s where the embarrassment and pride come in. I have played five games with my daughter, who is my youngest child, and she has beat me every single time.
Just curious, but what is an appropriate age to teach card counting?