So I pretended I didn’t know where he was. In fact, I pretended I wasn’t even around. And I hid behind our dresser. I decided the easiest way to chase my little boy would be to wait him out.
It didn’t take long. I called, “Where’s Michael?” And then I waited. Laughing and giggling, Michael came out of hiding. When he didn’t see me, he started running toward the bedroom door to look for me. He ran right past my hiding place, and I caught him.
Sometimes hunting down our “prey” is better done by waiting and watching than by chasing.
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