Charades

We enjoyed a quiet holiday, just hanging around at home and puppy-sitting for a friend.  Lots of walks and snuggling the puppy and playing with our new toys.  So, by the time New Year's Eve came along, we needed a plan to make another evening in the house feel like a party.

The whole family played some of the new games we'd gotten for Christmas while we ate taquitos.  Then we had a Munny decorating contest while we ate pizza rolls.  Mine won for cutest.  I was going for scariest.

And before the cheese plate and the movie-in-our-jammies completed the evening, we played a rousing game of charades.  We found a charades clue generator online and the four oldest of our family went round and round guessing clues like knee and umbrella. 

Little Annika was never invited to the charades stage, which she clearly saw as an oversight.  So, upon her insistence, we gave her a round and prepared to help her with the clues.  But while Dave and I were preparing, she stepped up on the stage and began dancing her heart out.  Clearly, what our 3-year-old saw was not an organized guessing game, but rather a game where someone dances around while everyone else yells at them.  And so she did.  And so we did, applesauce! peanut butter!  pinky toes!

This child has an amazing amount of confidence.