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daddy run

one of our favorite games lateley is "daddy run". here's how you play:
  1. owen says "daddy run"
  2. owen does the count off, counting from one to twenty
  3. owen and daddy run from one room to another
  4. once in the new location, sit down
  5. repeat steps 2-4 until daddy is dripping with sweat & gasping for breath
at one time step 2 only involved a count-off of 1, 2, 3. owen would count this as "five, four, five, four.. GO!" we had to alter the length of count-offs because owen learned to count to 20 thanks to ernie and sesame street's "123 count with me". nah, really we had to up it to 20 so we had a chance to catch our breath!

here's some footage, but you've gotta be patient, we had to get creative and hide the camera to catch the action :)

Comments

Daddy Run - I think most dad's play this game by telling the kid to cover his eyes and count to 100 and then the dad runs out the door and goes to the bar for four or five hours. Meanwhile the kid finds out about smoking, drinking, and women from late night movies on USA. Way to reinvent the game.
mama mia said…
Then when O is old enough to go to school, his teacher will have to teach him a new game called "walk indoors" ...that is always such a fun game in September. I love the way O is trying to count, the sneaky camera trick, but the best is hearing his cute squeal of delight at this game!
mq said…
I can easily see the counting limit increasing exponentially as daddy's tiredness increases. "Today daddy's going to teach you a new number. It's a million."

JJ, my big-brother-esque research should be able to help you out here with your camera problem. Do you have a computer in your living room/kitchen area? If so you should put a camera on it. I bet I could write (or hell, even download) some simple software which will store 10-20 minutes of the most recent video to file for later retrieval.
martha said…
Thanks for the sneak peek into your lives!!! I really enjoy seeing Owen having such fun.
LOVE NANA Martha

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