A few days ago I decided to humor Mia, my two year old daughter, with a little game of tag. I always found tag a little boring with just two people but I figured she would enjoy learning a new game and it was a chance to prove to myself that I have enough energy to be the father of three children under three years old.
She caught on pretty quick except I think she liked being "it" more than having to run away. After I tagged her she would run up against the side of the house no more than ten feet away and giggle her head off until I tagged her or convinced her to run a little further.
She is also pretty good at the art of deception. After chasing after me to tag me for a few minutes she would stop and say: "Oh, I was just kidding." Then she would slowly walk closer until she was in striking distance, tag me and laugh her head off.
I tried to teach her the proper lingo of the game: "Tag - you're it." Halfway through the game, she tagged me, but hesitated as she tried to remember what to say. After a second she said, "Tag, its your fault!" I guess it was.
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Hee hee. And it always will be. Hee hee.
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