When my children were small I would often make up games As they got older their attraction to them diminished to the point that I was forced to abandon the practice.
We would play the birthday game where I would wrap up their toys nicely and they would get to open them ["Oh its my truck(again)!] I would take plastic eggs and put notes inside such as, 'good for trip to the store with Mom.'
Stephen retold in his own adorable manner some of the stories told to him. Most always he was the star/hero in his telling. Some I have videotaped and enjoy watching.
One day I told them that I would put each of their names in the hat and the one that was chosen would get to go to the library with me. I told each of them to write their name on a piece of paper. The older two, who by this point had tired of this 'nonsense', wrote the youngest child's name on the paper and when I picked out a name..surprise ...it was his.
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