Long ago, I blogged about how I suck at Rockstar Table Tennis and my kids were crushing me.
The tables (ha ha) were turned yesterday, as they played the real thing for the first time. David had trouble hitting the table, and Elena had trouble hitting the ball on a serve.
Then I showed them a real pool table, since they’ve been playing Bankshot Billiards too.
So they’ve decided to go back to the videogames. And I have realized that there’s no point in getting the real thing at home, because there’s still nobody to play with (well, Kristen and I could play pool, I suppose, if I want to lose all the time).