In the morning on the way to school, the kids play a “Dog Point” game. We live in a city where lots of people walk their dogs. So on the drive, they collect “dog points” for every dog they see. Rules are spotty but as much as I can gather, you have to see a dog and someone else has to confirm it to get the point. Thus you won’t get points for phantom dogs. Although Emma has tested this rule many times but Judge Noah has held firm rulings that no ghost dogs are allowed.

Anyway.. this morning Noah was standing up for Dinara’s three point lead (Dog points sometimes accumulate day to day in case you were wondering.) and Emma was verbally abusing her brother for his judgments. So I stepped in.

Me: Emma - Noah is right, Dinara is winning.
Emma: This is a really stupid game.
Me: It’s not stupid, it’s just you are frustrated because you aren’t winning.
Emma: How do you know that?
Me: How do I know what?
Emma: That I’m mad because I’m not winning.
Me: Because I know you like winning.
Emma: It’s more that I don’t like losing mom.
Me: I like winning better too.
Emma: But I don’t like you knowing me so well.
Me: Sorry. We are a lot alike.
Emma: Can’t you understand me less?
Me: Can we tape record this conversation for when you are 14?

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