Triple Word Score: The Scrabble Family Tree

We are big game players here. We like board games and card games and video games. (I actually work in gaming, for those of you just getting to know me.) Right before we found this house, Brett and I had spent the afternoon at the  playing games and having a beer or two. We love taking games to the Roanoke, but we do get some looks.

Of all the games we play, Scrabble has to take top rank. We play a lot of Scrabble. A lot. And we play with no mercy. We might help a child here or there learn Scrabble strategy. “Hey, is there a triple letter score you could use?” But on the whole, we play for blood. We keep a Scrabble game and an Official Scrabble Dictionary (a perfect Christmas gift from my brother) on our patio at all times.  Hey, you never know when you’re going to need it. We even put down an outdoor rug under the table because we lost a few tiles through the slats, a genius idea from my husband.

I must say that in our house, I am reining champion. I’m into words. What can I say? Brett has beaten me twice. (Do not ask me how many times he’s beaten me in chess.) I used to be a Trivial Pursuit champion until my little brother grew up. My cousin-in-law has cleaned the floor with me many times as well. Apparently age does not bestow knowledge.

The other thing we do a lot around here is negotiate and compromise. Being a blended family isn’t easy. Being a blended family with four daughters (three of whom are ten and one 13…try to figure that out) is even harder. The Brandy Brady Bunch, indeed. When Brett and I were married, our vows included our intentions for our family. And that is how we see it, as ‘our’ family. Not his kids or my kids, but our kids.

(To read the rest of this post and see the Scrabble Family Tree, visit our MCML site at www.midcenturymodernlove.com.)