SH: But you understand why I wanted you to do it my way.
Photos from our trip to Spain last fall. Photos lost in the great blog tragedy of '08. Here we see a nun in the Ham Museum in Madrid.
Me: Yes, and that's why I agreed to do it your way. (Even though I think you over-reacted that day.)
SH: What's that?
Me: Nothing.
SH: Don't you agree that I was right?
A painter in the Plaza del Sol in Madrid.
Me: No, but we're doing it your way. Isn't that enough?
SH: What do you mean?
Me: I mean, I let you win. We're doing it your way. You got what you wanted. Let's drop it.
SH: No!
Me: What do you mean, "no?"
SH: I mean, I don't want you to "let" me win. I want you to be convinced by the superiority of my argument.
Me: I don't think your argument is superior. Why does it matter if you get what you want? I let you win. You get what you want. That's all that should matter.
SH: But it's not all that matters. I want to win for the right reasons.
Segovia rooftops.
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It's just like a movie!
And the argument ends as we pan over the rooftops of Segovia...
=D
Makes sense to me, I think. Shows his sense of fairplay, no satisfaction in a hollow victory.
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