Michael played Scrabble

So my Mom gave me a sweet travel Scrabble set for Chanukah.  We played a few games while the folks visited. 

On New Years Day, while Michael and I were vegetating on the couch, I jokingly asked him if he wanted to play a game.  Scrabble really isn't his thing.  Amazingly, he said yes and we had a fun, trash talking game.  I helped him a little with his spelling and allowed some proper nouns, just to keep him into it.  For example, I let him play Dzus for a triple word score.  Dzus is a manufacturer of car parts.

So then two days later, he wanted to play again.  And last night, before bed, he challenged me to yet another game!  Specifically, he said, "Are you ready for me to kick your ass at Scrabble?"  It was, in the end, me who kicked his ass instead.  Although, he thought he deserved bonus points for spelling "vaginal" though it wasn't a bingo.

I told his Mom and she was shocked that he wanted to play. 

Hee!