Go Fish to the Death

Hen, using an aggressive card shark playing voice: I'm going to win this game, loser.

Me: Hey, that isn't nice.

Hen, in the sweetest tone the boy can muster: I'm going to win this game, sweetie pie mama.

Note: I took the first game, he won the second (by a landslide), I won the third, he won the fourth, and we tied in the championship round because Hen slightly altered the rules so that we played until the Go Fish pile was depleted and all cards were played. I just ordered Hungry Hungry Hippos. Let the game playing begin!