Anne is learning all kinds of games these days. She plays “so big” and “peekaboo” and “where’s Anne?”. She plays “chase” where we chase her around the house on our knees but she squeals and laughs so hard that she forgets to run.
By far, my favourite game with her was invented by my mother. My mum would put a pillow on the ground, put her head on it and yell “Night night!” Then she’d snore really loudly while surreptitiously sneaking a peek at Anne to see if she was watching. Then she’d launch up, yelling “Get up get up get up!” Anne would positively scream with laughter.
She’s now picked up on this game. If there is a pillow anywhere in the vicinity, she’ll start laughing already at the mere prospect of playing the “night night” game. Then she’ll get the pillow, toss it on ground and throw herself across it when we say “night night!”. Then we say “get up get up get up” and she gets up, giggling, before throwing herself back on the pillow at the command “night night”.
But the best part of this game? The snoring. She can’t figure out how to make a snoring noise (we suck air in through our mouth, you know) so she does it by breathing out really loud, a la Darth Vader. I almost can’t breathe, I’m laughing so hard at her. You say “night night!” and she promptly flings herself across a pillow and starts her Darth Vader snoring while giggling as she waits for “get up get up get up”. She can play this game for hours.
She’s 11 months old today. What a joy this kid is to me!
