One of our family's favorite things to do is play hide-and-seek. And since our house is small, we always play in the dark. This has always been Tyler's favorite game, I think, but we didn't start playing it as a family until we moved into our little 3 bedroom apartment in Married Student Housing. Savannah felt like that place was HUGE, and she and Tyler played often.
Sunday night was Tucker's first time to play. I picked an easy spot, behind the door, expecting that he would be noisy and give us away immediately. He was actually amazingly quiet, although he thought the whole thing was hilarious. He took my cheeks in his hands and kept looking at my face. I think he was checking to see if we were supposed to be going to sleep. Then he started doing a little belly laugh and we were found. If you leave a room without finding Oliver, he quickly calls you back with a, "Hey. I'm right here." Or, if he finds a spot that he thinks is "really great," he will hide there for the rest of the night.
I don't know... as we were playing on Sunday, it suddenly made me all nostalgic and I wanted to write about it. The Horn kids will remember playing for hours in our house on Bayou Rapides. That attic was amazing... a little scary, but it just added to the fun. Also, Myrtle was so fun because she would help us find a good spot. Sometimes giving us a boost to get into the upper cabinets in the laundry room. I think I may have been a little like Oliver. I always thought the "fire escape" cabinets were the best to hide in and I think I hid there most of the time.
3 comments:
What great memories. Mary can't hide for long without telling you where she is either.
Tyler has always liked hide-and-seek and "Sardines" in the dark. With Sardines you move around until you find each other, the last to get into the group is the next IT. I can't remember all the rest of the details does anyone else?
This brings back many fond memories of the fire escapes and those high cabinets in the laundry room. It's a wonder we didn't break our necks getting up there. Myrtle was a great sport! Georgia
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