I’m supposed to be at work but my daughter, Miss O. woke me up at 330 am with a fever of 102. Great. No NY this weekend either–the grandparents are VERY upset but want her to get better.
Nearly every morning this week, before I have even finished my coffee, the kids and I have been playing Hungry Hungry Hippo. Remember that game? I did not know the Hippos have names! I bet that’s “new.” Miss O is always the pink Hippo, named Happy. Mr. J is usually the orange one named Henry, and I am usually the green one named, I’m sorry to say, Homer. Harry is the yellow Hippo who usually stands alone.
Let me tell you, my kids, esp. Mr. J. is cut-throat at this game!! It’s a good thing we don’t play for money because I would be broke. How does he always seem to get the most marbles?
If you don’t have this game, my kids recommend it. At ages 3 and 5, I think they know what they are talking about.