She came with her parents. Lovely, lively, chatty, exuberant and full of life.
There was a time when she was on the verge of death’s door. Double meningitis it was. What a time it was!
Now to see her all bubbly and interested in everything around her just warms the heart.
Spontaneously we played the game. I threw cushions on her as she lay on my settee. She lay still as I called out, “Where is Tina?” with every throw. Slowly but surely she got covered up. Then she began to giggle. And to fidget. And to toss about. Like a monster shaking of puny humans, a dinosaur shaking off tiny reptiles holding on to its back….
OK, OK, so my imagination worked overtime there.
But hey, we had a good time, playing this repeatedly.
Of course, the skill is to know when to stop playing it so that you leave them wanting for more.
Which is what I did. Haha!
Metamor4Sis 
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