Hide and Seek with Kyle and Katey
Setting: Sitting in our bathroom (I was brushing Katey's hair), the kids decide they want to play hide and seek. Mom counts first. The floor of the bathroom is like a 5x5 foot area with a doorway that opens into our bedroom. Our clothes hamper is located in the bedroom right next to the open doorway - out of sight, but about 4 feet from where I'm sitting on the floor.
"Okay, kids. I'll start counting." I close my eyes. "One...two...three..."
There's some scuffling sounds a few feet away, and I hear Katey saying, "Let ME hide with you, Kyle. Help me." Clearly, Kyle has climbed into the clothes hamper to hide.
"Four...Five..."
Kyle pleads, "No, go away. I'm hiding here. KATEY!"
I open my eyes. "Okay, Kyle, I'm sorry, but Katey gave you away. I know where you are hiding. You should probably pick someplace else to hide-"
"Arrrggggh! Katey! You ruined everything! Stop followi-"
I interrupt. "Kyle, Kyle, calm down. I'll start couting again. Katey is probably going to follow you. Maybe you should help find a place for Katey to hide, and then you hide yourself. I'll count very, very slow so you have enough time to hide. Okay?"
"Uuuggghh! Fine!"
"Okay, here I go. One... ..., two... ..."
As soon as I get "One" out, Kyle begins to panic. I hear him say, frantically, "Okay c'mon Katey, hurry, let's go!" They scamper away and he continues, now yelling," OKAY, RIGHT HERE, KATEY! HIDE IN MY CLOSET!"
Okay, I guess I know where Katey is. Especially since he's on the other side of the house and screaming at the top of his lungs. I start to laugh because I'm only on 5 (we count to 20), and the worry of running out of time to hide is so clear in his voice. Plus, it's pretty funny that he truly doesn't realize he's broadcasting her location with his yelling.
I giggle out, "Six...." listening to him tromp back down the hallway.
"Seven..." Suddenly, I hear lots of noise from 4 feet away.
THUMP! BUMP! WHOMP! Kyle has come back to the hamper to hide.
"Eight...." I am now fully laughing as I'm counting. I can barely get the numbers out. Seriously, it sounds like an elephant is walking by, he is making so much noise. Not to mention, I am only four feet away! And as I think about how he probably thinks he is being really stealthy, I just start to laugh more and more.
"Nine...ten...." He is still making noise, but now it is like a swooshing sound because he is in the hamper and settling himself and his limbs are rubbing against the sides. It is soooooo loud!
"Eleven..." He's still moving. How can he possibly think I don't know where he is? Apparently, it is the Ostrich complex.
Like a good Mom, I regain my composure and finish the counting, and I walk right by the hamper. "Now, where could Kyle be..."
Credit: Katey remained in the closet until I found her. :o)
"Okay, kids. I'll start counting." I close my eyes. "One...two...three..."
There's some scuffling sounds a few feet away, and I hear Katey saying, "Let ME hide with you, Kyle. Help me." Clearly, Kyle has climbed into the clothes hamper to hide.
"Four...Five..."
Kyle pleads, "No, go away. I'm hiding here. KATEY!"
I open my eyes. "Okay, Kyle, I'm sorry, but Katey gave you away. I know where you are hiding. You should probably pick someplace else to hide-"
"Arrrggggh! Katey! You ruined everything! Stop followi-"
I interrupt. "Kyle, Kyle, calm down. I'll start couting again. Katey is probably going to follow you. Maybe you should help find a place for Katey to hide, and then you hide yourself. I'll count very, very slow so you have enough time to hide. Okay?"
"Uuuggghh! Fine!"
"Okay, here I go. One... ..., two... ..."
As soon as I get "One" out, Kyle begins to panic. I hear him say, frantically, "Okay c'mon Katey, hurry, let's go!" They scamper away and he continues, now yelling," OKAY, RIGHT HERE, KATEY! HIDE IN MY CLOSET!"
Okay, I guess I know where Katey is. Especially since he's on the other side of the house and screaming at the top of his lungs. I start to laugh because I'm only on 5 (we count to 20), and the worry of running out of time to hide is so clear in his voice. Plus, it's pretty funny that he truly doesn't realize he's broadcasting her location with his yelling.
I giggle out, "Six...." listening to him tromp back down the hallway.
"Seven..." Suddenly, I hear lots of noise from 4 feet away.
THUMP! BUMP! WHOMP! Kyle has come back to the hamper to hide.
"Eight...." I am now fully laughing as I'm counting. I can barely get the numbers out. Seriously, it sounds like an elephant is walking by, he is making so much noise. Not to mention, I am only four feet away! And as I think about how he probably thinks he is being really stealthy, I just start to laugh more and more.
"Nine...ten...." He is still making noise, but now it is like a swooshing sound because he is in the hamper and settling himself and his limbs are rubbing against the sides. It is soooooo loud!
"Eleven..." He's still moving. How can he possibly think I don't know where he is? Apparently, it is the Ostrich complex.
Like a good Mom, I regain my composure and finish the counting, and I walk right by the hamper. "Now, where could Kyle be..."
Credit: Katey remained in the closet until I found her. :o)
posted by tamicatt @ 10:01 PM
1 Comments:
At 2:14 PM,
DADO said…
I recently heard a stand-up comedian do a bit on playing Hide-n-seek with his child. The child stands in the same room as him, covers his eyes and thinks Dad can't see him. The comic could add some of your stuff to his story! :o)
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