This is the last of my stories about babysitting Christopher, my friend’s 5-year old. It is also my favorite.
One evening, after having a particularly tiring day at work, I was watching Christopher, and he decided we were going to play hide-and-seek. All I wanted to do was sit and read the paper, but because Christopher is so entertaining, and so cute, I knuckled under. Christopher then began to explain the rules of the game to me.
Christopher decided he was going to hide. So he proceeded to tell me to close my eyes and count to a hundred. (Sometimes it was a million, sometimes 48. Christopher didn’t care.) It didn’t matter, because once Christopher was hidden, he would yell out “Ready or not, here I come!”, which was my signal to stop counting and come find him. Continue reading