GS: Um, so, what happened? You suck now.
Me: DUH! That was
GS: Hmpf. That's nice. Practice Sunday afternoon?
Potentially helpful background for those not present in my everyday:
GS and I are playing softball with our church teams. GS played last year, but I sat out since Thing was still small and we really didn't have a sitter to rely on for those game nights & practices. And, that was a hugely competitive league and I am SO not about that.
Different league this year, 3 teams with different playing levels. I'm on the "fun" team. GS is on the mid-level competitive team. Then there is the non-cohesive (so far) ultra-competitive team. GS's team is 1-2, my team is 0-2. BUT. We've kept the point spread to a minimum (usually 4), we have a great time, we support the crappus out of each other, and scream like banshees whenever anyone does anything remotely resembling a good play in the interests of supporting one another. Like I said. The FUN team.