Immediately following every bath, the girls demand to dry off with a game of “Rock.” Here’s how we play. After stepping out of the tub dripping wet, they each get a towel from daddy. They cover their heads and back sides with the towel and drop to the ground face down with their legs tucked under, and they wait for daddy to say:
“I wonder where Genevieve and Reesa are? Hmm, I don’t see them anywhere. Ooof, oh, I stubbed my toe on this rock. Where did this come from?”
Giggling. Then daddy says: “Hmm, I don’t remember any rocks here before. I wonder how they got here?”
Genevieve will frequently stick a leg out and wiggle her toes.
“Hey, wait a minute…what’s this? Toes! Do rocks have toes?”
(Reesa usually says, “nooooo.”) Tickle feet. Much laughter.
“Oh, and right here, and here…two doopahs! Do rocks have doopahs? I don’t think so!”
Pinch doopahs. More laughter and squirming.
“And wait, that’s a belly button! These aren’t rocks! They’re little girls!”
Huge dose of tickling, lots of squirming and laughter. The moment I stop, Reesa stands, re-drapes her towel over her back and exclaims, “Again!”
Repeat.
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