Saturday, May 22, 2004
Hide and seek
Where are you?
Sasha has a new imaginary friend. They've been playing hide and seek, with Sasha seeking. That's the best explanation I can come up with for his behavior this morning.
Sasha looked for his imaginary friend all over the upstairs of our house. He looked in every closet (including the mysterious closet, which, thanks to some tidying, now has an open door policy). He looked on top of, under the covers of, and under both beds. He did a thorough search of the bathroom; he looked behind the toilet, in the bathtub, even up into the tub faucet. (His imaginary friend must be small.) He tried to get into places where only an imaginary friend could go (inside the walls, for instance). All the while, he made little "where are you?" sounds.
I think his search was eventually successful, though I don't know for sure. At any rate, the little seeking sounds eventually stopped. However, he seemed pretty worn out from it all, and this afternoon retired to the stack of t-shirts on a shelf in Paul's closet - until today Sergei's secret domain - for a long nap.
Speaking of Sergei, he just came into my office to complain that I never write about his very interesting pursuits. He's arching his back, and saying, "me me me now." He is right on both counts; I haven't written much about him, and he has some great stories that really should be told. I also haven't given him his bedtime snack, so maybe he's just hungry. I'll take care of the snack first, and if that's not what he wants, I'll come back and write more tonight...