Well, they are. And they didn't get it from me.
Pete is the game addict in the house. And it's no surprise he has passed it down to our children.
Every single day he does the crossword in the newspaper. But a few years ago, I distinctly remember one day that he couldn't find it. He was flipping through the paper, looking for the comics page where the crossword was, but it was nowhere to be found.
A few minutes later, he unearthed it from underneath the other pieces of the paper. And scrawled in kid-handwriting across three or four of the lines were answers to some of the clues.
"Who did this?!"
"Who's doing my puzzle?!"
Four little eyeballs appeared looking up, wondering what all the commotion was. Turns out they'd tried to answer some of the crossword clues themselves and filled a few in. I don't know if Pete was surprised, or proud, or if in that instance, he could see his daily puzzle flying out the window. All I know is the one time I did that, I got yelled at, so never again.
Thankfully, Pete went easy on them. And now on any given day, either of the girls will fill in some answers, but Pete typically finishes it up. They have also inherited his love for trivia, and have joined the Quiz Bowl team at school, in addition to downloading several trivia apps on their phones. They'll spend hours competing with each other or others online about all kinds of topics, from NBA basketball to literature, and one of their favorite topics: Harry Potter.
I guess I should be glad they aren't into something else less savory, but honestly I would be really happy if they would take an interest in some other topics as well, like cooking, or laundry, or the dishes.
Em
