Oh! The games we play!

There’s a new game around our house. One that gives me bruised knees and sore palms, but also squeals of delight followed by belly laughs from the little one. 

She crawls away from me and looks back over her shoulder.  On my hands and knees, I chase her. 

“I’m gonna get you.” 

Her eyes gleam and she takes off again. 

But this time I wait and hide behind the couch, the door, the wall. 

A few steps later, I hear the tap-tap-tap of her crawling stop as she wonders where I am.  She sighs.  And, turns around.  Crawling back to where she came from.

When she gets close to me.  I say, “PEEK!” and she gasps and squeals. 

She crawls to me for a hug and a kiss.  Sometimes sitting in my lap long enough for Patty Cake or Head, Shoulders, Knees & Toes.  Then she pushes off and crawls away again.   With another mischievous look and a grin.

And we do it again. And again.