Playing games, to me, was a pre-requisite to being a part of the family. Perhaps they were an outcome of the competitive nature that siblings exhibit as they mature, but I imagine these games were encouraged by mom and dad to help maintain some control over the chaos.
This is one of my favorites even though it didn’t make the scene until after Christine brought it back from her stint in Belize. (I’m pretty sure it was a drinking game. Whatever, it was so much fun that I have introduced it to everyone.)
What other games did we play as a family?
I recall: softball during the Saturday/Sunday picnics, spoons, bullshit, freeze tag (in pool and out), hearts, hide and go seek (I think Emily broke my arm during that game. Thanks for ruining my professional sports career, by the way.)
What am I missing?