The Boulder Game

Today the daughterling and I were reminiscing about the days when she was young and liked to pretend that pillows were boulders.  I’d come into a room and find her lying on the ground in some faux-mangled position with pillows all over her and then pretend to be a rescuer, throw off the pillows and save her.  It was funny the first 20 times but by the 50th time, coming into a room and seeing her pinned under pillows with some horrified facial expression was not as amusing for me as it was for her. Thus the benefits of having a teen now.

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