The girls have gotten into playing "Rock, Paper, Scissors" with me. Taylor plopped on the couch next to me and commenced a round (which usually lasts 15 or 20 games). It wasn't until round ten that I noticed she had played scissors—every time. I had to ask, "Taylor, are you choosing scissors every time?"
Nonchalantly she responded, "Yeah. Brecken said they're my lucky ones."
"Did Brecken win every time?"
She paused and said slowly, "Yeah..."
I then heard Brecken chuckling in the background. The kind of chuckle that says, "Oh yeah. I just manipulated my four-year-old sister into losing round after round of 'Rock, Paper, Scissors.' I. Am. Good."
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