Fun Times

For the past few weeks, P Man has been indulging in a new game: Hiding. He hides from his siblings, he hides from Daddy, he hides from me, and he hides just to hide. He's really quiet about it too, which is a feat all on its own since this boy is hardly ever silent. He'll stay in his hiding place for a while too, that is, if nobody discovers him. P Man usually hides in the same places like behind the door in his room, in his closet, or in the corner in the living room by the guinea pigs, but the last few days, he's become quite creative.

He hid in the bathtub.
He hid on the bottom shelf in the bathroom.
He hid under my bed behind the sofa covers.
He hid underneath all the blankets and stuffed animals on his sister's bed.
He hid beneath the kitchen sink.

Now, that last one was the sneakiest of all! The little goof scared the pants right off me last night with that one! While I was dipping chicken breast tenders in an egg wash and covering them with a yummy mix, my stealthy middle child snuck into the kitchen and hid under the sink. I placed the chicken in the oven, and headed over to the sink to wash my hands, and that's when terror struck! P Man slowly eased open the cabinet door, reached out, and grabbed my ankle. I yelped, jumped up, staggered backward, and dripped water right on my kid's head. He, of course, began chanting: "I scared Mama, I scared Mama!" all while laughing menacingly. What a little stinker! He's so lucky he's cute.... ;-p

Buddy has started passing out all over the apartment. He doesn't always want to take an afternoon nap, and I don't force him if he's happy. Sometimes, naptime interferes with bedtime, and that's no bueno... When he doesn't get put down, he can be found sleeping on the floor in his bedroom or his sister's bed or in the hallway. It's adorable.