Wednesday, January 2, 2013

All three of our children appear to have inherited - or imbibed through intimate exposure - their father's penchant and aesthetic capabilities in design and drawing.  We are both omnivorous readers and passed that inestimable value on to our children.  And through her exposure to our habits and priorities throughout her formative years from infancy to the pre-teen years when we were her day-time caregivers, our granddaughter too became a lover of literature.


She however, like me, has no artistic capabilities whatever, let alone pretensions to any; we both shy away from attempting to cultivate an ability to draw even the crudest of objects whereas the others in the family do so with confidence and ease.  The boys (now both in their fifties) call upon their ability to produce drawings to embellish their scholarly papers, and our daughter expresses her artistic ability in a multitude of ways.

It was, one supposes, a natural that we would end up playing a board game that uses quick drawings as clues to correct answers compelled to proceed on a board toward a finishing line.  When the children were young we introduced them to board games as well as old standbys like checkers and chess, and often played family games of Monopoly together.  When our granddaughter was ready we played Monopoly along with other board games with her as well.

And now that we're beyond the stage of introducing anyone to board games our youngest son, looking for something a little different, struck upon the relatively newer game of Pictionary which, as it turned out, our granddaughter detested.  We, however, just he and I, since his father also declined to participate, play it as regularly as his visits allow us to of an evening's entertainment and distraction.

His precise and clear drawings allow me to make accurate guessing decisions often enough and my own distinctly awkward drawings seem sufficient to draw from him fairly accurate guesses for the game to proceed with much hilarity.
 

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