Today my four-year-old son invited me to play a game with him. Who could turn down that offer? I was already late for work but decided it wouldn’t hurt to at least find out what the game was all about.
“What game are we playing?”
“Cakes,” he said. He proceeded to pull out a bunch of plastic bags from the cupboard.
“How do you play?”
“You KICK and ta-da!” So we started kicking all the bags and “ta-da”-ing them. At first I didn’t have time, but once I started getting into it, I realized that it’s pretty therapeutic to violently kick a bunch of plastic bags in the air in the middle of your kitchen floor.
I like Cakes.