Adam called often today to give me a play-by-play of Peter's performance in the chess tournament. He played 5 games. He lost his first game, Adam said, from sheer nerves. He was winning handily, but freaked out toward the end and found a way to lose.
His dad coached him up a little, built his confidence, and sent him back into the ring. He won his next 2 games and decided he didn't want to go straight home after all. He had so much confidence, in fact, that he lost his 4th game because of it. Evidently he needed that lesson also. And he won his final game. Last time Adam called, they were waiting to find out if he finished in the top 10 in his age group.
Did some yard work today; it was lovely.