Natalie loves hide and seek. For the life of me, I can't figure out why. She's terrible at it. I mean, really really awful.
Our Pomeranian does a better job of hiding.
When it's Natalie's turn to hide, Michaela Byrd and I count to ten loudly while Natalie scampers off. Michaela Byrd's version of counting goes like this "One, twoooo, figh, sagan, TEN!"
We always hear loud stomping footsteps as Natalie runs to the other room to hide. This is followed by obnoxiously loud giggles and scuffling noises as she fidgets in excitement.
Michaela Byrd always finds her sister in a matter of seconds. She really should give her big sister a chance.
So I'd totally bet on me to win. I like those odds.