So, I went upstairs to get Choo-choo out of bed after his nap. He heard me walking up the stairs and immediately shouted, “Hi, Momma. You no see me!”
Thus began one of his favorite games.
I laughed so hard at both the suddenness and enthusiasm with which he spoke that I needed to hold onto the railing. “Choo-choo…” I gamely called.
“No see me,” he replied.
I started up the stairs a step or two more, but he quickly yelled to me. “No, go behind the wall, Momma. Behind the wall. You no see me!” Then he giggled.
I poked my head around the corner with a “boo.” He in turn popped his head up from behind his blanket. We played for a bit longer until it was time for him to get out of bed.
Of course, he threw a royal fit because he didn’t want out, rejecting my enticements of chocolate candies, lunch, bird watching, and calling Nana. Nothing was as good as staying in his beloved bed in his beloved room.
But let’s face it. It was so utterly refreshing for us both to be in a good mood after he woke up that I don’t even care about the tantrum that followed.