This game is actually a good one for children, since the object is to roll a die, find a colored hamburger with a number on it, and then pump the pig’s head down as much as the number says. The game ends when the pig has had too much to eat and explodes.
My 4-month-old son got into the action on this one and after pumping the pig with some chow, we became a little distracted when my daughter kept moving the pig away because the pig was “sick” from too many hamburgers.
So we finally moved to the third and final game of the night — Hungry, Hungry Hippo.
When I was a child, we had a Nintendo (that we usually were grounded from since it always led to fights) and games like Hungry, Hungry Hippo, Scattergories and Monopoly were constant forms of entertainment. The board games also led to fights, but I’m assuming my parents were more happy to see us enjoy a board game than to ruin our minds by playing Mario Bros.
Family board game nights are still some of my favorite memories as a child, especially when my parents would team up against the three boys in Trivial Pursuit.
And now it’s my daughter (and my son, who usually sits on my lap and helps me play) who can enjoy those times, and sometimes win, as was the case in Hungry, Hungry Hippo.
First off, my daughter does not play fair. If one of the balls gets stuck in the middle, she uses her pinky (similar to the foot wedge in golf) to maneuver it closer to her hippo.
And secondly, I believe my house slants toward her, or at least that’s the story I’m sticking with for now.
The good thing about board games is that it does teach her a thing or two, like counting how many marbles her hippos ate. The bad thing is it helps her work on her victory dance.