Our scoreboard has become a long list of her kicking my ass. At least a dozen games in a row. Yesterday I eeked out one tiny victory in this long list of failures:
I was excited about my one sad little victory but you can see previous to that she was beating me by wide margins. It was getting impossible to beat her unless I scored in the 1700's. I felt small and defeated. I was letting the anxiety get to me:
Then, in my proudest achievement ever....
followed by victory celebration:
The saddest part of all this is that my sister and I have learned tons of words, but don't know what any of them mean. Here are a sample:
Lithias
Tahsils
Hae
Hie
Tae
Haet
Tawers
Epos
Brawest
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