And it never gets old.
I peek around the corners, change directions, and grab his feet as he hurries away in the direction he thinks I'm going. Sometimes I climb up on top of the counter and watch him looking confused below before I say his name and see him peer up at me with a big smile on his face. He laughs until he's out of breath and chases me until my knees ache from crawling.
I peek around the corners, change directions, and grab his feet as he hurries away in the direction he thinks I'm going. Sometimes I climb up on top of the counter and watch him looking confused below before I say his name and see him peer up at me with a big smile on his face. He laughs until he's out of breath and chases me until my knees ache from crawling.
Eventually, he catches me.
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