For those who like to keep track, in two nights of playing (with various teams), the SkipBo score stands at boys 3, girls 1. Go, boys!

I feel the need to relay this story, because it is pretty funny. Carleton (Mer’s grandfather) has, on occasion, been accused of helping teammates out with significant stares, minor gestures, well placed comments, etc. On Friday, Carleton, Mer’s dad Dale, and I were on one team, and Mer, Mer’s Aunt Mary, and Mer’s grandmother Leona were on the other team. We were ahead in a tight game, and it was Dale’s turn. Dale could play one of Carleton’s cards and it would help us out in a pretty big way, but Dale was not seeing it. I was trying to send mental waves to Dale so he would see the cards, and the ladies were all trying not to laugh. Dale sighed and said, “It does not look good.” Carleton insisted that it just came out with no thought, but he burst out (in a charming Maine accent), “It may not be so bad as it looks!” and he nudged Meredith, which caused her to burst out laughing. Dale saw the card he needed and he played it. Oddly, the women all accused Carleton of cheating (after we all had a really good laugh), but none of us on the guys’ team could see how it was cheating when Meredith was the one who laughed. Women have strange notions sometimes….