For the first time ever, Oliver played a premeditated trick on me! We were roughhousing around, and he was running into me and I was pretending to get knocked over, pulling him with me and tickling him. After one of these times, he said, “I go get Thomas.” He had a mischievous twinkle in his eye, but I didn’t realize anything was wrong.
Then he got up, and ran out of the room… but immediately turned around, and cackled as he ran back at me yelling, “I knock you OVER!”
How much fun can my kids be, really? Maybe it’s just me, but this seems like a big cognitive development.