Our family is a competitive bunch. Years ago, before we had started dating, my husband and I worked in the same office. But, instead of getting files off our desks, we would race each other to see who could finish the daily crossword puzzle first. Usually, I won. Okay, I admit that I cheated by calling my Mom fairly often...but hey, a win is a win.

My husband hates losing so much that I once saw him chuck his club into a creek on a putt-putt course. And, when he coached our daughter's t-ball team a few years ago, and they lost their first game...well, it wasn't pretty at our house afterward. Though, he at least waited until our daughter walked out of the room before he said he was so mad that he felt like throwing something. His mood actually rises and falls with the score of his fantasy football team.

The latest competitive activity in our house is Speed Stacks. If you haven't seen it, you should watch this. Not only do you need dexterity and coordination, you need to be fast. They don't include a timer for nothing. As of now, our daughter is the quickest, but we're gaining on her. Well, my husband is. I can't cheat my way to winning this.

Apparently, our five year old son is starting to take after his Dad. Because the other night, our boy stopped playing, grabbed at his pants, and as he ran to the bathroom, he yelled, "I'm going to go pee! TIME ME!"

Labels: Family Life, Kids, Shameless Statements