Old Maid

When I was younger I would walk across the street to the top of the hill to play old maid with my great grandmother while we ate peanut butter crackers and sipped coca-cola. I would deal the cards and then of course be devastated if I ended up with the old maid. I would literally splay the cards across my hand with the old maid sticking sky high. My sweet grandmother would humor me and pick that lady out of my hands to be met with hysterical laughter by yours truly. So tonight while the kids and I have some time alone I suggest the game. I tell the boys my old tricks and so they follow suit. It was one burst of hysterical laughter after another and somewhere in the background I'm sure I heard my grandmother joining in.