I saw Gabi sneaking out of the garage this afternoon, stuffing a handful of Christmas bows under her shirt.
Gabi: Hey, mom. Guess what I have in my shirt!
Yes! I get to play the Guessing Game!
Me: Ummm, let me see. A bike? A bike pump? A helmet? Knee pads? A wheel? A flower pot? Flowers? Hmmmm. A bowl? A plate? A spoon? A fork? A knife? A spatula?
Gabi: No! Let me just show you...
Me: A soda can? Cheese? An apple? An orange? An eggplant? How about... I know! Is it a balloon? A kitty?
Gabi: No! Geez, it's not a KITTY!
Me: Well, that's good, because eating a kitty isn't a very good thing at all! Is it a fish? A step stool? A bell? A rock? A book? Some paper? A pen? A pencil? A crayon?
Gabi: Mom, it's not ANY of those things. Now let me show you...
Me: No! Hold on! I think I can get it! Is it a present? Tape? Wrapping paper? Scissors?
Gabi: You're so close!
Me: Yay! Okay, is it a purse? A wallet? Keys?
Gabi: Mom! Oh my gosh, just look already!
Me: Oh, it's BOWS. I never would've guessed THAT.
I love messing with her head.