I've kinda always been of the mindset that letting the kids win is a self-esteem booster a feel-good strategy that gives kids the confidence they crave while they're learning how to be competitive. And oh, it's also a nifty way of avoiding teary outbursts and tantrums and stuff. The kind that no mom wants to deal with when the whole purpose of the fun, friendly, feel-good family game night was to be fun and friendly and whatnot.
But then, Michael Jackson came into our lives. More specifically, the new Michael Jackson Experience for Wii game. It's got a sparkly glove and a Workin' Day and Night routine featuring MJ when he was cute and fresh and not weird and I wanted to be his girlfriend. Plus, you get to do crotch-grabbing and lots of random twirls without having to explain yourself. Crotch-grabbing and twirls, people! I'm just saying, when that music comes on and the Michael Jackson with the afro starts strutting across the screen and I get to waving that Wii controller and the points start racking up? Yeah I don't really care if you're eight or 11 or I pushed you through my loins or your mouth is poked out because Mommy, who watched and danced to the original Remember the Time video with Eddie Murphy and Iman, like, a gazillion times, has a distinct advantage over the little people in the room.
It is what it is. Get your weight up, son! Mommy's the dance master. Take notes.
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After a few weeks of super heavy essays on controversial topics, I figured I’d write something fun for the Parenting Post today. Read the rest of this story on the MyBrownBaby Parenting Post page to get all the dirty, sordid details of how I creamed my kids in the Michael Jackson Wii Dance Experience game. Word. *Insert picture of Denene twirling and grabbing her crotch here*