Place Your Bets

Yesterday, one of my sons filled out his entire NCAA tournament bracket. He has Florida beating Ohio State.

He is five years old. He doesn’t start kindergarten for another 5 months. And most likely, he will still kick my butt in our family March Madness pool.

He wins at everything. We call him “Big Fat Cheater”. He grins like a little blonde maniac while he cleans out your pockets. He laughs, he giggles, he wins, we lose. Every time.

He’s either a genius, or one of the luckiest people EVER.

So now we’ll just see what Mr. Fancy Pants knows about college basketball, won’t we? Unless he wins. Then it was pure luck.

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