I have to record one of the games we play.
After Veronica's bath or shower, I wrap her up in a hooded towel and sit her on my lap. Most of the time, as I'm drying her off this way, she says something along the lines of "Let's play hide and you don't know!" She's usually so excited that the request never comes out right, but I know exactly what she means.
She covers her face by pulling both sides of the towel over her face. The hood is still positioned on her head. I continue to dry her and talk aloud about what Veronica's going to do, what jammies she'll wear, etc.
And then I hear, from beneath the towel:
"Oink, oink."
"Oh my gosh, I'm drying a pig!" I exclaim. "I'm drying a piggie! How did this happen? I thought I had Veronica in this towel! Now where's that little curly tail?" And I start tickling her lower back until she's laughing so hard that she can no longer keep her face covered. Then I say "Oh it's you, Veronica! You tricked me! I thought you were a piggie!" And she just continues to laugh with an ornery grin on her face.
This is almost every night. There's been a few other animals that have appeared in the towel, the most recent being a duck ("quack, quack"), but most of the time I hear a little voice plaintively saying "oink, oink." And I rue the day when I no longer hear any of them.
After Veronica's bath or shower, I wrap her up in a hooded towel and sit her on my lap. Most of the time, as I'm drying her off this way, she says something along the lines of "Let's play hide and you don't know!" She's usually so excited that the request never comes out right, but I know exactly what she means.
She covers her face by pulling both sides of the towel over her face. The hood is still positioned on her head. I continue to dry her and talk aloud about what Veronica's going to do, what jammies she'll wear, etc.
And then I hear, from beneath the towel:
"Oink, oink."
"Oh my gosh, I'm drying a pig!" I exclaim. "I'm drying a piggie! How did this happen? I thought I had Veronica in this towel! Now where's that little curly tail?" And I start tickling her lower back until she's laughing so hard that she can no longer keep her face covered. Then I say "Oh it's you, Veronica! You tricked me! I thought you were a piggie!" And she just continues to laugh with an ornery grin on her face.
This is almost every night. There's been a few other animals that have appeared in the towel, the most recent being a duck ("quack, quack"), but most of the time I hear a little voice plaintively saying "oink, oink." And I rue the day when I no longer hear any of them.
posted by Maranie @ 1:39 PM
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