I Spy

On Sunday I let Jake have free reign of the camera. I usually don't do that, but he wanted a picture of something he made, and I didn't want to stand up to take the picture. Needless to say, he went hog wild! He took a lot of pictures of himself making crazy faces. He also took a lot of pictures of butts. He's definitely a six-year-old boy.



Anyway, a while ago Jake said, "Let's play 'I Spot'". And I said, "You mean 'I Spy'?" So then we were playing, and the other boys wanted to join in. Here's a version of Brock's turn: "I see something with my eye, um, something that is, um, a Buzz Lightyear!" My response: "...Uh, is it Buzz Lightyear?" Brock: "YEAH! You guessed! Good job!" Yep, pretty tricky.



But playing "I Spy" with my kids reminded me of when my sisters and I would play at a movie theatre before the movie started. Back in the day, you had to just sit there; there were no previews before the previews. So we'd pretty much people watch. We'd say, "I spy with my little eye something that is awkward." And then the other person would find the guy that kept trying to put his arm around his date, and she kept edging away. Or "I spy with my little eye something that is mysterious", and it would be the weird-colored "spill" on the ground by our feet. We really kept each other entertained.



So if you ever want to come over, challenge my kids to a rousing game of "I Spy", especially if you're in the mood for winning a game. Or come over if you want a picture of your butt. The Nat Pack aims to please!