Years ago, I used to play Chess in tournaments, usually not doing that well but having fun. I still have over 200 books on the game. My daughter, picking up on that, always wanted to play Chess. At an early age she was setting up the board “all by myself”. When she was five, I noticed the local Chess Club was having a tournament on a Saturday morning. I said “I want us to go somewhere this morning. You might not enjoy it, but you may find it interesting”. So we went to the tournament site and were walking around the room looking at all the boards and people playing their games.
She said, “Dad?”
I said, “Yes?”
“When does the interesting part start?”
So, we went home and I made pancakes.