This is how a friendly game of “Peek-A-Boo” turns kids into “Peeping Toms!”

Garrett and I decided to play a friendly game of “Where’s the Baby?” on Sunday morning. The first time we played, he hid in his room. The second time we played, he hid in the middle of the hallway while happily screaming, “DA-DA, DA-DA.” (I don’t think he got the concept of “hide” that time.) The third time we played, he sent me into a panic that no parent should ever have to endure. I genuinely could not find him.

At first, I simply did not see him. When I noticed that I didn’t hear him either, it began to worry me. At the two minute mark, I had a full blown panic attack and tore the house apart looking for him. It wasn’t until I began opening the cabinets in the kitchen that I heard heavy breathing and then finally a “DA-DA!!” I looked up and this is where I found him.

I think this one game of “Where’s the Baby?” shaved 15 years off my life!