It was one of the lazy days. One of those days where rain was on and off and the wind was being mischievous.
‘There’s nothing to do, Dad’ said R.
‘How about we watch a film?’ I said, with remarkable enthusiasm.
‘Nah’.
‘Computer? Playstation? You have a playroom for Pete’s sake! Why don’t you PLAY in it?’ I implored.
‘Nah’.
‘Ok, Ok. How about a game of word association?’ I suggested.
‘How do you play that?’ said R. P had now joined her.
‘Well, I say a word and you have to say the first word that comes into your mind’ I explained.
‘Ok’ they said. They seemed enthused at last..
‘I’ll start then…..Dog’
‘Cat’ said P.
R interrupted. ‘What’s a cat got to do with a dog?’ she asked.
‘Well, they’re both pets’ I offered.
‘ But we haven’t got a cat’ explained R.
‘I know but………look, it’s just a word game. Say the word that comes into your head. Let’s start again.’ I said.
‘Dog’ said R.
‘Cat’ I said.
‘Dog’ said P.
‘Nooooo……..you can’t say the same word twice. It has to be different word every time’ I said, exasperated.
‘Oh! Ok! You start then Dad’ both R and P said.
‘ Cat’ I said.
‘Dog’ came the reply.
It was a long day.
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Once, when my pest n.2 was about...two years old, we were playing the description game, where you have to describe what you are and the others must guess.
Pest n.2's turn: "I am a tree. What am I?"
Pest n. 1 (who was four at the time): "A tree."
Pest n.2 (crying): "How did you guess so quickly?"
I don't "do" small children, they do my head in. Must either be newborns or else jump to five/six years old.