It's a game we've all played before. Some of us are good at it. Some us - not so much. I've always felt like I'm a pretty good player, myself. I mean, I can act out words pretty well but where I REALLY shine is in the guessing part - that's always been my forte, if you don't mind me saying so. [smiles proudly]
Until I played with my 5-year-old niece, Avery.
She and Savannah came over to my house this weekend while my sister Erin ran to get her nails done. While Erin was gone, the girls and I decided to play charades. But, since there were only three of us playing, we didn't write down things to charade - we just let each person act out whatever they wanted to act out. I chose to act out things like popping popcorn, planting flowers, and tripping. Savannah acted out things like eating, tying her shoes, and fainting. Avery, on the other hand, chose very complicated and specific things to charade. I daresay even YOU would have a tough time guessing correctly.
For instance, there was THIS one . . .
In case you didn't catch that one, the answer was "playing on my phone, giving it to my kid so she can play on it, and going to the potty and she throws it in there and I had to get a new one."
We finally stopped because, frankly, she was crushing my charade self esteem and I couldn't take it.
And if she ever asks to play Pictionary, I'm saying NO . . .
Monday, January 24, 2011