- scrunching down into a rock-ish shape
- standing in another part of the room, looking away from you
- hiding in the same place you just hid
ER: I'll count and you go hide.
Me: (scrunching down in my seat to try and get out of view -- Serena's driving)
ER: 1, 2, 3, 10! I found you! Ok, now I hide and you count.
Me: (I count all the way to 10). Ready or not, here I come!
I look back and... well... what can you do really when you're strapped into a car seat with nothing in reach to throw over yourself. She's hiding her eyes behind her hands. She would have kept going and had a blast. I just couldn't maintain the farce of it.
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