Tonight, Noah and I played double solitaire. He started off letting me show him exactly how to play. “Can I put this card here?” He beat me. We played a second game and I didn’t help him. “Mom, you can play your three of diamonds.” I played my card and he played three more on top of it. He beat me on the second game. The third game we played, I had to remind him that I gave birth to him and I still do all his laundry. “I have a note from my doctor that says I’m too frail to do laundry, Mom.” I had to pull out the big guns, but I won the third game. I’m taking this guy to Vegas someday.