A Memory- Come and Find Me

One day Rory wanted to play hide and go seek. The first place I looked was her room and found this:

Can you see her?

Then I looked in the closet:

Where’s Rory?

Then the next day we played again.

We were back in her room.

She wasn’t always the greatest of hiders when we were playing.

But when I was actually looking for her.

When we needed to go somewhere.

When I needed to talk to her.

Then she became stealth.

I would yell and yell around the house searching for her. At times in an absolute panic. Finally she’d come out with a big smile on her face.

“What, Mom?”