One thing you ought to know about playing Hide and Seek with a two year old.
R totally gets the concept. He covers his eyes, and counts to ten. When he finds me, he says “Found you!” and then he knows to go hide while I count to ten. He laughs joyously when I find him and we start over. Sounds like the perfect game of Hide and Seek right? So what’s the problem? EVERYTHING.
Firstly, I’m not allowed to hide. I have to basically stand somewhere, partly concealed by an object. So to clarify, crouching behind the washing line? No, absolutely not, cue angry toddler. However, standing behind, but not obscured by the washing line? Fine.
In a cupboard? You must be joking. Half way behind a half open door? Yes, perfect.
So basically, if I think of an awesome place to hide, it has to be pushed aside for the more blatant “in the corner of the room” option.
Additionally, I have to offer extreme clues to my whereabouts from my ‘hidden’ state, or nothing happens. My son gets to ten, and then just stands there with his eyes covered. Sometimes he might carry on, “iveden, telve, thirteen, fourteen, fedenteen, fifteen, thirteen, eighteen… for the rest of my life. So the first clue is where my voice is coming from when I say, “Now you should come find Ima, I wonder where she is?”
The next clue is inevitably given if I’m not either a) where I was last time, or b) directly in front of his face. That involves me saying “I wonder if Ima is standing partially but not entirely obscured by the washing line?”
Hopes of Hiding = Ruined.
Now onto seeking. Just imagine the lengths you have to go to as a human being to put up a genuine go of seeking, under the following circumstances:
- The seeker doesn’t wait for you to cover your eyes before he finds his hiding place.
- The seeker only has one place that he hides, under the table.
- The seeker isn’t actually managing to hide any of him in that one place, it’s possible that more of him can be seen from partly under the table than when he is just standing up in the middle of a room.
- The seeker likes to count, so joins in, making it impossible not to hear where he is.
- When you try to play along by saying “Oh dear, I wonder where R is?” he answers you. “Here I am! Under the table!”
Hopes of Seeking = decimated.
It’s a good thing he’s cute.