10
Jan
There comes a point in parenting when you must show your children who you really are. That day, for me, arrived at the very end of Christmas break when we played a game of Monopoly. The family from which I originated stopped playing Monopoly with me decades ago. They refused anytime I pulled out the board and suggested a quick game. “Absolutely not,” they would say. I told myself this was because they were tired of losing. It was like being asked to play a quick pickup game of basketball by Michael Jordan, I thought. And who could blame them…
