"Victor," I called.
"Yeah?" he replied.
"Where are you?"
"In the bedroom."
"What are you doing?"
"Hiding from you."
"Okay." A pause. "Do you want me to come and find you?" No answer. He's getting better. "I take that as a yes," I said as I climbed the stairs...
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
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No giggling? 'Cause that's usually the giveaway at our house.
One day, he will learn to lie, and then the real fun begins :)
At least he told me we were playing hide & seek. I was unaware at first...
Your blog has me smiling from ear to ear! I long to see the grandkids. I wonder how many times I called "Rick", many of those times I had wooden spoon in my hand! You see in the 70s a swat on the behind was still permitted. Then a flash hit me, you would NEVER have answered if you knew there was a reason for my call!!! Vic is no dummy, he just likes to play hide and seek!
We watched Bill Cosby- Himself with the kids last night. The whole bedtime routine had us cracking up.
"Father you don't understand. We cannot sleep at night unless we get a good beating!"
That and the chocolate cake.
And for the record, I'm pretty sure I earned most of those swats. Although I still don't like to cook with a wooden spoon for some reason ;-)
LOL, that's funny. Good thing he told you or he might have been hiding up there for a LONG time!
Yeah. I would have pretended to not be able to find him for a while. That's always a good way to get 10 minutes of quiet. But I'm the one who was looking for him in the first place this time, so I didn't have the extra time.
LOL! And then the booby trap went off...oh wait, that's my house. :)
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