Peek-a-Boo

I was standing at the island doing some dinner prep tonight when I heard a little voice from the other side of the kitchen.

"Momma, can you see somebody?"

"Hmmm", I said thoughtfully, as I looked up and down and all around. "I wonder where Lincoln is?"

[Insert giggling from under the table.]

"Momma, can you see me nooow?"

[Insert cheesy, half-faced grin]

"Oh, THERE'S my boy!", I excitedly proclaimed.

He ran off giggling away.

Have I ever told you how much I love three year-olds?

They'll make you crazier than crazy, but sometimes I think all they want to know is that you haven't forgotten about them.

Which explains why they wreak havoc on the house and throw Oscar-winning temper tantrums and put all the toilet paper in the toilet and squirt toothpaste in the sink.

At least that's what I've heard.