The girls are playing hide-n-seek in my bedroom. They are taking turns beautifully. This is how their game works:
Rio: 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16,17,18,19,20,21,22,23,24,25, 26,27,28,29,30,31,32,33,34,35,36,37,38,39,40,41,42,43,44,45,46,47,48,49,50, 51,52,53,54,55,56,57,58,59,60,61,62,63,64,65,66,67,68,69,70,71,72,73,74,75, 76,77,78,79,80,81,82,83,84,85,86,87,88,89…uh…um…Mama, what comes after 89?
Rio: Oh! yeah, 90. Well, sometimes I need to think for a long time about what number comes next and then I remember but then I get confused thinking like did I already say that number or did I not because…
Serena (poking her head out from her hiding place under the covers on my bed and waving): You forget me, Rio? Me hide!
Rio: OH! 90,91,92,93,94,95,96,97,98,99,100!!! Ready or not, here I come!
Rio walks around the room, looking for all the world like a miniaturized Sherlock Holmes. If Sherlock Holmes ever wore a turquoise sequined tutu.
“Mother, have you seen Serena Rose?” she asks in her Smart Voice.
“No,” I play along. “I think she went downstairs with Daddy.”
“Well, I am sooooooo tired, I think I will take a nap.”
Rio climbs on the bed and lies down on her sister. Nothing happens. She wiggles around, saying, “Mother, did you get a new bed? This bed is lumpy.”
Finally, Serena gets the cue and pops up grinning and shouting, “HERE ME! ME HIDE!”
We all dissolve in giggles. Now it’s Serena’s turn. She goes to the corner and counts just as high as she possibly can with her little hands over her eyes, just like her sister did.
“One! Two! Three! Four! Ready not, here me come!”
Repeat as needed. They both always hide under the covers on the bed, and pretend not to know where the other one is. Cutest. Game. Ever.