Playing cards with my son is also a kind of growth.

A few days ago, my son and nephew asked me to buy them a deck of playing cards. After buying it, my husband played with them in the store, and the two children were very happy.

When I get home at night, because the new semester begins, I don't want my son to play mobile phone and watch TV any more. Just say that my mother plays cards with you.

My son is very happy. I have taught him occasionally before. He can only play with the size, sometimes the size is not clear, but his son really has a good time.

I say we play something difficult this time. Let's play chicken chat while touching cards. My son is very slow. Sometimes I may catch two cards, but he hasn't caught them yet. I taught him to stroke the cards, hold them in his left hand, twist them to the left with his right hand, let them separate slowly, and then pick them out and arrange them in order. At first, my son just couldn't twist his left hand and his right hand, and his movements looked clumsy. Sometimes his left hand will open all the cards because of his hand.

After I caught the card, I chatted with him, because only the two of us played cards, so it was easy to touch his card clearly. I asked him, "Do you have two tens, three eights and one threes?" My son said, "Yes! Mom, how do you know? I guessed! I said.

It's time to play cards, but my son's cards are still not straight. I said mom would help you. In fact, we can't let others help us when playing cards among adults, because when others help us, our cards will be touched by others. Is there any chance of winning? But children are different, especially sons, as simple as a piece of paper. He didn't have the heart yet, so I helped him put the cards right without telling the truth.

I started playing cards with my son two days ago, and he always loses. When he lost, he was a little annoyed and depressed.

On the third day of playing cards, my son smoothed the cards a little better than before, still a little slower, but the progress was obvious. While grabbing cards, he said, "Mom, I know what your cards are." I said, "Tell me about it." He said, "You have four threes, two old kings, three sevens and one six, don't you?" I pretended to be curious and asked, "How do you know?" ! He said, "Because there are four cards in each card, I can work out your cards with a few here." I looked at my son. No matter how he knows it, he has made progress again. I feel in my heart that I taught him to play cards to kill time. I didn't expect my son to learn some common sense of life by playing cards, which is good.

Last night, my son came back at 8: 40, a little late. He begged me to watch TV for a while, but I refused. He also said he wanted to watch Tik Tok for a while, but I said no, because I knew he had no self-control and was addicted to playing, so he couldn't stop. In addition, I am afraid that he will be impetuous and have no intention to study after reading it.

I said, "Hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth. Let's play cards." When he heard that he was going to play cards, he was busy washing.

My son is still a little slow to touch and catch cards. He said, "Mom, you can divide the cards." It's much faster than grabbing cards, and it will be sorted out soon. Let's swipe our cards together, but my son is still slow. He said you'd better help me swipe my card. When playing cards, my son seems to be thinking while playing cards, instead of hesitating as before. In the evening, he played two cards, the first one won and the second one won.

It's getting late after playing two cards, and my son still wants to play. I said, didn't you say you would arrive at school at 7: 30 tomorrow? Let's talk for a while and go to bed early (one thing about my son is that if you talk to him well, he will be very obedient and sensible). I said, "Is there anything at school today?" Tell me! The son said, "I was transferred today. I said, "Where have you been transferred? Transfer to the first row. I'm alone. Why are you alone? I'm a little flustered. The son said, "The monk is enjoying himself. I am a distinguished guest." I said, "Where are you? Will others think that you are a naughty boy with poor study? " The son said, "no, where is it quiet?" I specially asked the Chinese teacher to transfer it. I don't want to be with them. " Now that my son has said so, I can't say anything more. Just say you must listen to the teacher in front. When the teacher is giving a lecture, you must listen carefully and write down all the key points. Read more books when you are free. The son said, "You can see clearly ahead."

These days, I have established good contact with my son by playing cards. I not only spent a little time with him, but also taught him some little knowledge about life. My son had a good time, too. One day, my son was playing cards, so I read it to him, as if I hadn't read it to him since he was three years old. That night, I read a textbook about writing, which is a model essay based on the story of small animals. My son likes listening and has learned. It seems that when you play with him in the future, you can properly insert some learning things to make your son accept it faster and remember it more firmly.

Through playing cards with my son these days, my son is more willing to whisper to me and become happier and better.