so last night it's just me and the boys at home; mrs was out

with her buddies.

after supper, the boys and i determined to have a game of Yahtzee!. now - i don't really care for Yahtzee!, but both of our boys like to play. it is a new game, we have only played it once. (our oldest and i have played it on his gameboy, but that's it). i, of course, won the previous game of yahtzee!.

so we cleared the table and away we go. things started out fairly fast for our oldest, though it became clear halfway through the contest that unless our middle one went on a Yahtzee! role, this was going to be a two horse race b/w me and our oldest.

our oldest failed to roll a Yahtzee! on his final role, and so entered the dreaded zero. his final tally - 266.

before my final turn, we tallied the other score sheets. the youngest barely broke 200.

with one final role - and having only the three of a kind slot open, my score was 242. i needed 24 to tie; and 25 to win.

both of our boys were now out of their chairs, standing around the table. holding brady in my lap with my left hand, i shook the cup and rolled.

the role: 6 4 3 3 1

i kept the 6.

role 2: 6 6 6 5 and another number that i grabbed when i saw i had 23.

now we're all yelling and gesticulating wildly. i pronounce "i need a 1 to tie, and anything else and i win!" of course i'm being my usual humble self.

our boys are now covering their eyes; they cannot stand the tension. (by this point the middle child was clearly rooting against me.)

i take the cup, shake, and roll a....

1

all three of us let loose with a holler and poor brady's eyes about flew out of his head.

i was all

and the other boys were

then i made them take a shower and go to bed.