Rain Beats Fire, Fire Beats Paper...

We used to dread long car trips because whichever kid was a baby/toddler at the time would scream the whole way. Now they are pretty good travelers, even if that means we have to listen to endless choruses of "My name is Susie Alabama, PUNCH-a-rama..."—luckily that clapping game is always accompanied by peals of laughter.

The kids have modified Rocks, Paper, Scissors into a very complex game that only they can follow. Andy and I were barely listening from up front when we heard Pete say, "Lightning!" Lightning? Then a few minutes later, Steph said, "Fire!" Huh? Then we heard "Rain!" Finally at "Missile!" I had to ask what was going on. "Missile beats everything," Pete explained. Andy wondered, "Then why don't you just do Missile every time?" to which Steph rolled her eyes and said, "Well, it doesn't beat Mirror, which just reflects it back." Mirror? I dared to ask, "Then why don't you do Mirror every time!" Even Julie knew that "Rock breaks the mirror!" Next they'll be playing RPS25.

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In a class Drew took for social skills, they taught a version of RPS called Bear, Salmon, Mosquito.