While babysitting tonight Lincoln and I played several games of Memory. He was very creative in coming up with ways to ensure his success at this game.
Shirah:
Wow, Lincoln, another match. You're doing great!
Lincoln:
I know. I'm winning because boys are smarter than girls.
Shirah:
Oh really? What makes boys smarter?
Lincoln:
Well, we run faster, and I always beat you at Memory.
