Well, actually, I wasn't the winner tonight, but I was four nights ago.
That's when I was the first person seated at the supper table to say, "Thank you for supper Mommy!" The thanks from our three girls came right after.
Tonight, it was the two-year-old, who uttered her gratitude with her traditional "hmmmmm!" sound, which any properly formed Kautz knows means, "Thank you for supper Mommy!"
Yes, one of us is always the winner. And the other three are not the winner, or more specifically, losers.
That's such a nasty word today. Nobody is willing to teach their kids about competition and the joys of good sportsmanship.
When we first started the Thanking Race, inevitably the second and/or third place child would be upset; often even crying. So what kind of parents encourage behaviour that makes one kid happy and two kids cry?
Britain's Telegraph has a fascinating read concerning the way our culture is conditioning the next generation of investors. It refers to a report from Heads, Teacher, and Industry which states the current play-it-safe methodology is "potentially fatal to our economics and social wellbeing." This is fueled by "fear of litigation, excessive regulation, distorted media reporting, parental paranoia and a confused understanding of risk within the teaching profession only serve to reinforce risk averse attitudes." In short, if kids are raised to avoid all risk, they'll not have the nerve to drive the economics of the next generation.
That's why I'm not afraid to have losers at my dinner table.