The girls and I usually wait for an hour while Max takes swimming lessons. It's always a mystery to discover what we will do with sixty minutes of unplanned, unformulated time to spend. Today introduced me to the "mysterious baby behind the window" game.
The game essentially involves running around a window with a mysterious baby on the other side and trying to touch each other through the glass while screaming at odd intervals.
Greeting your own reflection atop the face a different person makes the world seem slightly supernatural and absolutely cool.
Milla tried to explain the specific rules to me before she decided I was a little too dense.
And then she was off in a flurry of white stockings and gladiator sandals.
I wonder what games they will play next week.
