the first rule of Guess the Letter is make me crazy
Saturday afternoon and it's game on at my house.
Literally.
Oh, how I do love games!
As irony would have it, I'm apparently raising two boys who refuse to follow the rules. Me. The girl who knows the rules. Oh, you better believe I do. Though, admittedly, the unwritten ones really kind of screw me up. Then screw me over. Whatever. That's not the point here.
The point here is that my sons are anarchists. Jolly good. Apparently, they're also bored. I suppose being bored + living by their own rules = anarchy. I could be wrong, but go with me here.
Saturday afternoon, I listened in as my youngest created a never ending game of "Guess The Letter."
What's the gist of "Guess the Letter"? Glad you asked. Read the name of the game again. "Guess the Letter." See! That's it. The name is the game AND the rules! So simple a five year old could create it!
Which he did. Patent pending.
Laying upside down upon the couch (defying a rule I have about how to treat the furniture, btw), my youngest pulled individual cards from a deck of standard playing cards and yelled, "It's a letter of the alphabet! GO!" to my oldest son, who was blobbed out on the floor playing some game on the PS2 (I also have a rule about daytime video game playing, but honestly, by Saturday, it was a long weekend already and I'd have done just about anything for a moment of peace. Yeah, so that worked out well).
So my oldest son began yelling out random letters.
"A"
"Nope. Try another!"
"B"
"Nope. Try another!"
"C"
"Nope. Try another!"
"D"
"Nope. Try another!"
"E"
"Nope. Try another!"
"F"
"Nope. Try another!"
You see where this first round is going, right? Through the entire alphabet. Yep. Until my youngest son decided that the six of spades he was clutching to his chest was actually the letter Y. Twenty-five calls and responses. Woo hoo! That was fun! Let's play again! Mom, do you want to get in on this? Sigh.
Round two found my oldest son trying to foolishly trick the card wizard by starting the guessing with the letter B. Tricky. Very tricky. When he would lock onto the winning card (round 2 went to the letter V. Lucky V), my youngest would award him random points. My oldest boosted his round 1 winnings from 12 points to 300,015 in the second round.
Yeah. I don't get it either. Probably because there might have been some shady math involved, and, honestly, I know from experience that guys have a tendency to start twisting the rules around halfway through games and the whole "making up their own rules" thing just kind of slays me, so I started to tune out by the time round 4 was starting and I was all "Seriously?! You're really going to start the guessing with D?"
So that was my weekend. Part of it anyway. Don't be jealous, y'all. And don't go stealing this game idea, btw. Because I trust you, anonymous people inside my computer, and I just may market this idea and make a killing in time for the holidays.








