When my three siblings and I were growing up, we used to enjoy playing a game that was known in our house as “Mommy Monster.” It basically consisted of my mother hiding somewhere in our mostly unfinished basement and we would try to work up the nerve to slowly and quietly creep down the stairs and through the darkened basement. Then, the “Mommy Monster” would jump out from wherever she was hiding and make a scary noise, which would send all four of us kids clambering for the stairs which we would run up as fast as our little legs could carry us, hearts pounding. I remember being so scared and nervous that I had to try really hard not to pee my pants as I slowly crept down the stairs, not knowing where or when the Mommy Monster was going to leap out at us. As scared as we were though, we absolutely loved this game and always begged my mom to play.<\/p>\n
Adrianna and I are beginning to play such games. She absolutely loves playing hide and seek. It seems like the biggest laughs that I can get out of her while we play are the times when I completely take her by surprise so that she startles a little. I will jump out of my hiding place and yell “Rowr” and she will just laugh at me. Then, we will both crawl back into our corners or trade hiding places and start all over again. She knows where I am hiding, but it doesn’t seem to matter. It is all in the anticipation.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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