The only exception is if we are upstairs. Then he hides in my closet. One time I was pretending to look for him and that I was just going to put on a pair of shoes real quick and put my bare foot on him and yelled like I was startled I found him. Hysterics ensued. Now I have to pretend to get shoes on and step on him every single time. Never gets old.
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Saturday, March 6, 2010
Hide & Seek
Noah & I play this several times a day. He doesn't quite get all the rules, and I don't care. It's fun our way. I count to 20 while he hides in the ottoman. Every single time, it's in the ottoman. Every single time I open the lid he laughs and says "FOUND ME!". Then it's my turn to hide.
The only exception is if we are upstairs. Then he hides in my closet. One time I was pretending to look for him and that I was just going to put on a pair of shoes real quick and put my bare foot on him and yelled like I was startled I found him. Hysterics ensued. Now I have to pretend to get shoes on and step on him every single time. Never gets old.
The only exception is if we are upstairs. Then he hides in my closet. One time I was pretending to look for him and that I was just going to put on a pair of shoes real quick and put my bare foot on him and yelled like I was startled I found him. Hysterics ensued. Now I have to pretend to get shoes on and step on him every single time. Never gets old.
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