by Beholm
Scarlett_O wrote:
So, my 3 year old, Noah got a ton of games for Christmas this year. One of them was: Candy Land.
The day after Christmas, he says he wants to play a board game. Okay. I asked which one. "Muffin Man one. Candy Castle."
I assume that he means Candyland and grab it from the giant stack of new games on the table and take the shrink off. He exclaims, "Oh! It looks like a race game! I love race games!"
The bragging and showing off was short lived, however, because a few short turns later, he drew the Cupcake card from the Castle's Gate and was sent back to the beginning! Oh, the horror!
What ensued was a complete meltdown!
First, he was horrified and spent a couple minutes crying.
The next turn, however, the shock wore off and the saddness turned quickly into anger.
With tears in his little eyes, he directed his anger towards me and proceded to tell me off and state, "I wanted to win!"
After that little outburst, he stared menacingly at me from across the table and growled.
I was, quite frankly, frightened for my life, so I calmed him down by telling him that he could still win the game if he would sit down and play instead of climbing over the table and attacking me. I didn't really believe that he could come back from that, but we'll see, we'll see...
The day after Christmas, he says he wants to play a board game. Okay. I asked which one. "Muffin Man one. Candy Castle."
I assume that he means Candyland and grab it from the giant stack of new games on the table and take the shrink off. He exclaims, "Oh! It looks like a race game! I love race games!"
The bragging and showing off was short lived, however, because a few short turns later, he drew the Cupcake card from the Castle's Gate and was sent back to the beginning! Oh, the horror!
What ensued was a complete meltdown!
First, he was horrified and spent a couple minutes crying.
The next turn, however, the shock wore off and the saddness turned quickly into anger.
With tears in his little eyes, he directed his anger towards me and proceded to tell me off and state, "I wanted to win!"
After that little outburst, he stared menacingly at me from across the table and growled.
I was, quite frankly, frightened for my life, so I calmed him down by telling him that he could still win the game if he would sit down and play instead of climbing over the table and attacking me. I didn't really believe that he could come back from that, but we'll see, we'll see...
I could be wrong, but you MIGHT want to find a copy of Run for your Life Candyland for your next game with him! It might fit his temperament. :D