It's Only a Game

K. has learned a couple of games that she likes to play. Her favorite, as is to be expected, is peek-a-boo. She'll actually initiate playing now, not just get excited when someone else does. When she's on the changing table, she'll put her fists over her eyes so I ask, "where's K.?" With glee, she removes her hands from her eyes, smiles, then does it again.

Tonight, we played a game with a soft ball. It was a little like the game hot potato, though with no elimination. She would pass the ball to her dad, he would pass it to me, I would pass it to her, and we continued for a while.

She also played a game that was a mix of hide-and-go-seek and tag with her dad, where she would chase him a little, he would hide, she'd go find him, and he'd jump out and chase her.