Lesson #92
Take one for the team
Having siblings is definitely a plus in this family. As much as they can fight and bicker, my kiddos are generally happy that they have built-in playmates.
Today we headed for the park just to burn off some steam and enjoy the last days of this summer break. Nothing super exciting but the kids were happy to be at a park we don't frequent very often. Max quickly sought out the oldest kids at the park, happy to make friends for the morning. Zoey was off climbing and swinging while Miles hit the twisty slide repeatedly.
A girl around the age of five sought Miles out for a game of tag. I am not exactly sure why. She had been playing with a boy that looked to be around age four. She asked Miles to play a few times, perhaps because she knew she could always manage to tag him if the other kid was too fast. Miles was happy to oblige. Unfortunately for her, Miles has no idea how to play tag. She would tag him and he would just laugh. Rather than chase her or the other boy, Miles would just say, "Tag. You are it," without any physical contact.
This got old pretty fast for the little girl.
Enter Max; big brother extraordinaire! "Here Miles, tag me."
Miles was happy to tap his older brother who then immediately raced after the little girl. The game was on! It essentially became a tag team match for the rest of the morning. Miles was thrilled and Max was happy to take on for the team, getting tagged and exacting revenge on the other players!
Take one for the team
Having siblings is definitely a plus in this family. As much as they can fight and bicker, my kiddos are generally happy that they have built-in playmates.
Today we headed for the park just to burn off some steam and enjoy the last days of this summer break. Nothing super exciting but the kids were happy to be at a park we don't frequent very often. Max quickly sought out the oldest kids at the park, happy to make friends for the morning. Zoey was off climbing and swinging while Miles hit the twisty slide repeatedly.
A girl around the age of five sought Miles out for a game of tag. I am not exactly sure why. She had been playing with a boy that looked to be around age four. She asked Miles to play a few times, perhaps because she knew she could always manage to tag him if the other kid was too fast. Miles was happy to oblige. Unfortunately for her, Miles has no idea how to play tag. She would tag him and he would just laugh. Rather than chase her or the other boy, Miles would just say, "Tag. You are it," without any physical contact.
This got old pretty fast for the little girl.
Enter Max; big brother extraordinaire! "Here Miles, tag me."
Miles was happy to tap his older brother who then immediately raced after the little girl. The game was on! It essentially became a tag team match for the rest of the morning. Miles was thrilled and Max was happy to take on for the team, getting tagged and exacting revenge on the other players!
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