We’ve been playing Hide-n-Go Seek the last few nights in our house. It’s mainly an excercise for NikkiZ to try to help her understand the game more, but we’re failing miserably. She still uses many of these techniques while playing:
- Tells you where she’s hiding before you count. “You go count, I’m going to hide here.”
- Leaves her hiding place as soon as she hears you nearby.
- Picks the same hiding place several times in a row, but still being entertained each time you find her.
It’s actually a good release I’ve discovered. It’s hard to fight back the childhood excitement each time someone comes to find you, or the determination when you’re hunting the hiders around the house. LilZ really gets into it too – even though he masks his excitement behind the act of teaching his sister how to play properly. It’s a lot of fun and I get excited after dinner the nights we decide to play.
There are a few downsides, however:
- Our house is small. Not super-tiny, but small enough that we’re at the point where every hiding space has been used. We are now just filtering through the standard places each time we look. Periodically there are some new discoveries (NikkiZ and I hid on the front porch last night) but mostly? You just walk around looking the same places every time.
- Sweetie ruins it for me EVERY TIME. Sweetie feels this incredible need to follow me around when I’m hiding. If I lock her out, she stands outside of my hiding place, essentially giving it away. I hid in the garage the other night and thought LilZ would not even bother looking there. Except that Sweetie was standing on the other side of the door, he said, just staring at it. Thanks, Dog.
- I scream a lot. I am one of those type of people that scare VERY easily. Everyone who has ever lived with me has some sort of story about accidentally scaring me – resulting in me screaming bloody murder. TWICE last night, even though I was looking for LilZ and NikkiZ, they managed to scare the crap out of me without even trying. Both times I screamed like I was being murdered. Loud enough for the neighbors to hear. I’m sure they’re very excited about our new nighttime activity. Anyone want to place bets on how many more nights before the police are called?