before I start I want to say that on the whole I think competitive mum syndrome as a social trend is a made up media phenomenon and quite possibly distinctly mysogynistic (which I hope I am not). 99.9 per cent of the mums I know come nowhere near. however there is one exception. she is pretty extreme - not only tells you how great her dd is and how many wonderful things she is doing but justifies it all in terms of how wonderful a little person these things will make her into. so why do I derive HUGE pleasure from being able to drop into conversation a particular activity dds do that I know hers doesn't (I'm sure she'll be taking it up soon...) when in reality I'm not into racking up activities - and those that dds do I don;t take all that seriously. so why don;t I have the balls say this to her - instead of trying to play her game? I'm just a big fat wuss aren;t I?