I invented a game I could play against my 13 months old daughter, with chances balanced enough that I didn’t have to hold back (so it was fun for me, too). Successfully communicating the rules was a part of the awesomeness.
Here is the game: My daughter sits on a couch in a corner of our room. I sit on the floor in front of the couch. She takes a small ball. She is trying to throw the ball away, so it would hit the floor (or get out of my reach). I am trying to catch the ball. I am not preventing her movements in any way (other that not letting her fall from the couch), and I don’t touch the ball until she releases it. However, I may put my hand into the predicted path of the ball, far enough from her not to prevent her movements. If I catch the ball, I put it to her feet (she is kneeling), and she tries to get rid of it again. If I don’t catch the ball, I offer her a bag containing more balls, to pick a new one (we have a transparent bag with a few dozen balls). As a further handicap, I only use one hand for catching the ball, and the same hand also for offering the bag.
The game turned out to be surprisingly well balanced. Despite trying my best (within the described rules), sometimes the ball flew in a weird angle, or sometimes I didn’t grab it properly and it bounced off my fingers. (It probably contributed that I was tired in the late afternoon, while she was full of energy after her late-afternoon nap.) So I never succeeded to catch the ball more than about seven times in a row, which was not enough to make her frustrated; therefore I never actually held back (other than inventing the proper handicaps for myself, but that happened quite naturally soon after the beginning).
The motivation for the game was natural: she loves throwing things on the floor, and she always proudly says ‘bump!’ (in Slovak, the interjection sounds like “buts”). And she already understands the concept of conflict. So “she wants to throw a thing on the floor, and I want to prevent her from doing so” was easy to get accross. (Well, it’s what we do sometimes during lunch.) Seeing the floor getting gradually filled by the balls probably also helped.
We played about 30 minutes, and she kept laughing almost all the time. It was interesting to watch how she developed various strategies during the game. At the beginning she was only throwing the ball in one direction. At some moment she noticed that if she throws the ball immediately after taking it from the bag, I don’t have enough time to put down the bag and catch the ball with the same hand. So she started throwing the ball immediately. But soon I developed a better technique of dropping the bag quickly; and when she was throwing this fast, her actions became more predictable. At some moment she turned around and threw the ball in the other direction. Then she kept alternating the directions (not randomly enough; more like about five times in one direction, and then five times in the other). Then she suddenly put the ball on my head, waited for a few seconds, and then she rolled it off my head, so I had to catch it blindly. Then she also added this to her strategy repertoire.
I admit that most of the time when I play with my daughter, it is super boring for me. But this was a lot of fun. Both being able to really compete within the given limits, and seeing her develop a new strategy once in a while.
I invented a game I could play against my 13 months old daughter, with chances balanced enough that I didn’t have to hold back (so it was fun for me, too). Successfully communicating the rules was a part of the awesomeness.
Here is the game: My daughter sits on a couch in a corner of our room. I sit on the floor in front of the couch. She takes a small ball. She is trying to throw the ball away, so it would hit the floor (or get out of my reach). I am trying to catch the ball. I am not preventing her movements in any way (other that not letting her fall from the couch), and I don’t touch the ball until she releases it. However, I may put my hand into the predicted path of the ball, far enough from her not to prevent her movements. If I catch the ball, I put it to her feet (she is kneeling), and she tries to get rid of it again. If I don’t catch the ball, I offer her a bag containing more balls, to pick a new one (we have a transparent bag with a few dozen balls). As a further handicap, I only use one hand for catching the ball, and the same hand also for offering the bag.
The game turned out to be surprisingly well balanced. Despite trying my best (within the described rules), sometimes the ball flew in a weird angle, or sometimes I didn’t grab it properly and it bounced off my fingers. (It probably contributed that I was tired in the late afternoon, while she was full of energy after her late-afternoon nap.) So I never succeeded to catch the ball more than about seven times in a row, which was not enough to make her frustrated; therefore I never actually held back (other than inventing the proper handicaps for myself, but that happened quite naturally soon after the beginning).
The motivation for the game was natural: she loves throwing things on the floor, and she always proudly says ‘bump!’ (in Slovak, the interjection sounds like “buts”). And she already understands the concept of conflict. So “she wants to throw a thing on the floor, and I want to prevent her from doing so” was easy to get accross. (Well, it’s what we do sometimes during lunch.) Seeing the floor getting gradually filled by the balls probably also helped.
We played about 30 minutes, and she kept laughing almost all the time. It was interesting to watch how she developed various strategies during the game. At the beginning she was only throwing the ball in one direction. At some moment she noticed that if she throws the ball immediately after taking it from the bag, I don’t have enough time to put down the bag and catch the ball with the same hand. So she started throwing the ball immediately. But soon I developed a better technique of dropping the bag quickly; and when she was throwing this fast, her actions became more predictable. At some moment she turned around and threw the ball in the other direction. Then she kept alternating the directions (not randomly enough; more like about five times in one direction, and then five times in the other). Then she suddenly put the ball on my head, waited for a few seconds, and then she rolled it off my head, so I had to catch it blindly. Then she also added this to her strategy repertoire.
I admit that most of the time when I play with my daughter, it is super boring for me. But this was a lot of fun. Both being able to really compete within the given limits, and seeing her develop a new strategy once in a while.