The Game

"Let's play the game, Po-ppy!" Rosemary chants in her high-pitch staccato, "Let's play the game!"



After the children smell of soap and toothpaste, after hair is brushed and pajamas are donned, Rosemary implores this of her sister every night without fail. We're not sure what "the game" is exactly, but Senpai and I watch them intently, trying to figure it out.



Tumbling happens.


Daddy once joked that the game wasn't over until someone hurt her head hard enough to be upset by it.

Peek-a-boo happens.


Poppy invariably plays with the potty.




Senpai and I are not only observers, but participants, too.

We tickle.


Daddy might try to read a book...



but the story sinks in better when Poppy's not around.


And we toss kids around like pillows.

They LOVE it.