When my sisters and I were little, we amused ourselves in what would today be considered extremely low-tech ways. Of course, those were the days when the mothers in our suburban neighborhood, fed up with the usual sibling rivalry and incessant bickering, would yell, “Go outside and PLAY!” and that’s what we did.
Kickball, and spy games, jump rope, and jacks. Yes, even jacks. Hand-to-eye coordination, people!!
But on rainy afternoons, stuck indoors and bored with Monopoly and Scrabble, we’d often entertain each other by making chin faces.
Don’t know what that is?
Well, the other night while in a silly mood, I resurrected this childhood diversion and persuaded my very game husband to play along.
Now do you remember? With black eyeliner pen and a red lipstick as my only tools, I gave us both an extra face:
Lying on the living room sofa with our faces upside down, our normally pedestrian conversation was suddenly hilarious. Or at least, it looked hilarious.
But I’m pretty sure the cat thought we were weird.
I remember, though I recall mom writing on her hand! You guys are too much. Poor shadow -:)