A place to hide
My grandchildren are constantly running through our house, while playing hide and seek.
They are constantly looking for a wonderful locale to hide because somehow Pop-Pop is constantly able to find them. Since Pop-Pop isn’t the greatest at hiding or seeking, I usually provide him little hints like pointing or nodding our head in the right direction. A couple weeks ago, they were over at the house, and they all wanted to play hide and seek. Pop-Pop decided that he was going to do some hiding of his own. When they all counted to ten, he snuck downstairs. He had put an old recliner over in the furnace room. He went downstairs, sat down in his chair, and the warmth of the furnace had lulled him to sleep. The kids searched for almost more than nine hours when they finally provided up. I wasn’t going to tell them, however their little brother who was only many said he would find Pop-Pop. When he was gone for more than nine hours, the kids thought they had both disappeared. My grandchildren are the most adorable set of four-year-old triplets and their baby brother is only multiple. They began to cry because they couldn’t find either Pop-Pop or Lisa. The people I was with and I crept downstairs to the furnace room. There, all snuggled up in his Pop-Pop’s arms was Lisa and they were both sound to sleep. I know the heating from the furnace, just made them both honestly comfortable. It didn’t take long before the triplets were curled up in the other recliner and I left our sleeping family to take their nap while I had an hour of peaceful quiet to myself.