Races

John races everywhere he goes. He races to the top of the stairs. Every morning he races me to the school door. We used to do races to see who got dressed first, John or Gillian. Unfortunately, he is not a good loser. If someone other than John wins a race, he says "It's not a race!" Or "we wasn't racing!" We are trying to teach him to be a good sport, but it's really hard. He is really fast. The only way someone else can win is if we trick him. Like tonight, Daddy pointed out one of your fish and while John's head was turned he made a quick dash to the stairs. It didn't work. John is smart. He immediately said "Daddy it's not a race!" And then he ran up the stairs.