We were having a conversation in a hot tub this afternoon, all five of us. We were talking about being competitive. It went like this:
Finny: "I am competitive, I know that for sure."
Eric: "That's true, Finny. You might be one of the most competitive people I have ever known." (This was after she insisted on hitting 200 (!) basketball shots in gym before going swimming...)
Molly: "I'm not competitive, am I?"
Both Eric and I shake our heads and Molly looks relieved.
Lesley: (I am a little shaken up to hear Eric say that about Finny, since...) "Well Finny, I will tell you who the most competitive person I know is...your dad!"
Without missing a beat, Finny says, "No way, I am more competitive than him."
Competing over being competitive...? Okay Finny, you win.