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Monday, August 4, 2008

Watching my back

For some reason, my darling son has been trying to sneak up on me lately. At first I just thought he was being extra quiet and hanging out near me in the home office so I wouldn't tell him to leave.

It wasn't until I loudly called his name one day, thinking he was in another part of the house, that I realized something was amiss. My back is to the door of the office so it's easy enough for the children to come in and out without me noticing them.

On that day, I was typing away...

"Andre!!"

"Yes," I heard a small voice answer near me.

I turned around looking a little perplexed.

"Oh... what are you doing here? Uh, can you go and ..." I can't even remember what I wanted.

"Okay," he paused, looking a little mischievous, "Did I scare you?"

"Uh, no."

"Oh."

And he ran from the room.

The next day a similar event occurred. And the next day. And the next. Hmmm? My busy mind started cluing in on a pattern.

"Andre? Are you trying to scare me?"

"Yes. Did I?"

"Uh... no."

"Okay."

Today, I sat down at the computer and out of the corner of my eye I see a small head peeking ever so slightly from under my chair.

"Andre?"

"Yes?"

"What are you doing?"

"Playing hide and seek."

I started to let him know that no one was playing with him, but I decided to keep that to myself. He was probably just trying to throw me off his track of scaring me.

At first I kind of shook my head and thought, 'What will he come up with next?' But then a grin came across my face. I remember a certain little girl -- me! -- sneaking around my grandmother's house trying to scare her. She'd always call my name, but I wouldn't answer and would go and hide. Her home was quite big so there were all sorts of places to hide... At first I don't think I scared her that much, but as I got better at it she had quite a bit of good scares.

Hmmm... I better watch my back.
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