That's our two-year-old grandson hiding behind the white sheer drape, waiting for us to say "Where's Griffin?", after which he reveals himself then we shout "Peekaboo, I see you!". This game can go on for quite a long time, at least until he finds something else to fixate on. It's no wonder that young people raise kids because I don't have that kind of energy anymore.
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