You cover your eyes and count to ten, while I hide behind the door of your bedroom. You come running down the hall and say "Mommy, where are you?" I'm quiet and it takes you a couple of minutes to find me. Then when it's my turn to count and find you, I hear "I'm in Logan's room, mommy!"
You and your sister can switch from being at each others throats to playing "Logan is a Bridge" so quickly. Luckily I can grab my camera quickly too.
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