Our boy, AKA ‘The Pok’, has started to say some really funny things with the reasoning of a 4-year-old behind his musings. Some of it is hilarious, or just bizarre.
My Christmas holiday has finally commenced, with only a few more sleeps till the big day. On the weekend we had family and friends over our place for a bit of an open house BBQ session, which gave ‘The Pok’ an opportunity to play hide and seek with his extended family. After a few lame rounds (from the young ones), I had to get in the mix and show them how it was done [translation:- Adult turns into child after one too many ciders… that 5 Seeds is yum]. So I took my son’s hand and showed him how I play the game.
Of course, home ground advantage kicked in and we knew the choice spot to conceal ourselves – the basement level garage. In the counting pandemonium we snuck away down the stairs very quietly beneath everyone. The other kids were quickly discovered, and then the hunt for us began.
We could hear the commotion above us, and we waited for the inevitable descent by our pursuers. Being kids, they made enough noise to wake sleeping elephants as they banged, chatted, and clattered down the stairs.
‘The Pok’ said to me, “They are never going to find us down here.”
I replied, “[Pok] let’s go and hide in front of the car.”
What was unbeknownst to us was the reason for our pursuers making so much noise. They were scared sh!tless going into a basement level that they had never seen before.
As they opened the door one of the kids yelled out to abate his fear “Are you guys down here?”
‘The Pok’ held up a finger to his lips, i.e. Dad don’t you dare give us away. Silence was our response.
That was too much for the our pursuers and they hurried back up the stairs, confident that they had thoroughly searched the scary basement.
I was quite chuffed, we had evaded capture [it doesn’t take much for to amuse the adult]. I turned in joy to look at ‘The Pok’ but instead of seeing a look that reflected our little victory, a shocking look descended upon his faced. He had realised something…
“Daddy, we could be downhere forever!”
Yep, no confidence in our pursuers’ search capabilities whatsoever.
So I pulled the pin and asked him, “Do you want to go back up and surprise them?”
He nodded eagerly, keen to hatch another sneaky plan.
We stealthily climbed the stairs, hands held in the dark to maintain our element of surprise. Listening and waiting for our pursuers to walk past the basement door again, we burst into the hallway and both shouted “BOO!” That proceeded to scare the living daylights out of them (and they were already a bit frazzled from the earlier basement search).
Even in defeat we achieved victory, and ended our “eternal” concealment.