Rock. Paper. Scissors. Shoot.

Sippy Cup (jumping onto my lap): "Hey Dad, let's play 'Rock, Paper, Scissors'!"

Me: "Awesome.  I didn't even know you had learned this game."

Sippy Cup: "Yeah, we play it in school."

Me (sitting up on the couch): "Then let's do this!"

Round 1

Sippy Cup: Scissor

Me: Rock

Round 2

Sippy Cup: Rock

Me: Paper

Round 3

Sippy Cup: Paper

Me: Scissor

Sippy Cup (mischievously): "I bet you think you're pretty good at this game."

Me (brimming with confidence): "Why, yes, yes I do."

Sippy Cup: "One more round."

Me: "Ok. Rock, paper, scissor, saaaaaay....shoot!"

Me: Scissor

Sippy Cup: finger gun

Me: "What the hell is that?!  Did you just draw a gun on me?"

Sippy Cup: "Yep. I win.  Nothing beats that."

Me: "Since when is that a part of the game?"

Sippy Cup: "It's 'Rock, Paper, Scissor, Shoot'.  It's in the name.  Oh.  One more thing.  Burn."