The first time I played tetherball with her I let her win. But today, she's upped her game. With months of practice, she now possess the ability to beat girls in higher grades. At the end of the long rope a yellow ball bullets towards my face and I whack it with all the force of a heavy-weights right hook. Usually, I make contact sending the ball flying around the pole. More times than not, she volleys it back with heft. Once in a while, I swing and a miss or worse I have to duck to avoid taking it upside the head. We wrap our tourney at 2 - 2.
"What time do you want me to pick you up?" I ask.
"Around six" she answers.
"What about the fairies?"
"The ones that are coming to clean the house." I say.
"Oh, they're going to be late." she says over her shoulder as she runs off to return to school.
My kid has my sense of humor.