My son and I often play games, he's five years old so our games can range from pirate battles in the middle of the ocean to simple board games like snakes and ladders. Today we decided to play hide and seek. I counted to fifty while he went to hide in one of the three hiding places that he always picks. "Ready or not, here I come." I called, as I slowly made my way to the sofa. I looked down and there he was two little feet sticking out from behind the sofa, accompanied by muffled laughter. "Oh, I can't find you anywhere!" I exclaimed, knowing that the idea that he'd hidden well would cause him to jump out of his hiding place in excitement. "Right." I said "Time for bed." As I tucked my son into bed and kissed him goodnight, a small figure appeared at my bedroom door. "Mummy," It whispered. "you didn't come find me."
