I have to admit that I ADORE playing hide and seek with little kids. Reid is at an especially fun age for it. I can be in a blatantly obvious hiding spot and Reid will walk past me a million times. Parker did the same at that age, too. When that happens, I'm like a little kid myself. I can't hold the giggles in. By the time I finally get caught, I'm usually laughing in hysterics.
Parker's getting much better. It's harder to outsmart him. Especially considering my size. The crazies can fit into much tighter spots than I can (obviously). But I have to admit I'm a pretty good hider. I even fooled Parker a few times. The problem is, when Parker's 'it', Reid follows me around trying to hide in the same spot. I try to shew him away, but Park is usually finished counting by then so he hides with me most often. And if Reid is not hiding with me, Gray is usually giving me away. It's a rough set up for a highly competitive hider.
After a good hour of hide and seek this afternoon, I called it quits, but Parker and Reid kept it going. This is the conversation we had a little bit later:
PARK: You can't hide there Reid. Find somewhere else. (After hiding in the exact spot Parker was just hiding in.)
REID: I can't.
PARK: I'll find a good hiding spot for you.
ME (I never know why I interject when they're playing nicely...I should just leave well enough alone.): You can't tell him where to hide.
ME: It will be too easy to find him.
PARK: No. I'm going to find him a really good hiding spot so I'll have to look hard.
This is why I had kids.