“Dad, I’m stuck,” my son told me this morning.
Glancing over my shoulder at his “predicament,” I found myself doubting that since we’d played this game before. “Then this would be a good time to figure out how to get yourself unstuck,” I told him.
“Can you help me?” he asked.
“I think I can,” I replied. “I’m going to give you motivation to get yourself unstuck. You work on that while I go poke around in your room for a bit.”
“I’m unstuck!” he announced even before I had fully gotten out of my chair.