The Little Mountains

We stopped at Albertson's to get a donut and some money.  Needed a $5 bill.  When we got up to the cashier the little man started in with his goings on.  He told her all about going to jail to visit Daddy, up in the mountains...the little mountains.  Now it is an apt description.  It is a very small range if you compare it to the Cascades, the Grand Tetons, Mt. Hood or Mt. St. Helens. The cashier knew what he meant and didn't quite know what to say.  The little man was happy about his upcoming visit.
We arrived and then had to wait.  I think it was because of how many people showed up for that sitting.  Anyway we spent a good two hours visiting with Daddy.  And most of that was them playing games with him.  They behaved and had a great time.
What I noticed and I have noticed it before.  The bond and how it manifests itself.  The little man is a very sore loser.  He is willing to cheat to win.  But he could not cheat today and he did lose.  He sat back and you could tell he was unhappy.  Daddy told him you can't always win and then he was perfectly fine. I had commented on his extreme good luck...he wins most of the time even if there is no cheating involved.  So Daddy commented that is probably where the sore loser comes from.  Probably.  But the little man took it in stride when it came from his parent.  And then they continued on playing games. 
The littles are always better behaved for their parents.  At least initially.  They really want to please them.  And they love them. 
I'm just glad it was a good visit.  We go again next for an Easter family thing.  Mike put our names on the list and got the permission.  Mike is only allowed two family things in a year, so this will be number one.