Genevieve is not happy standing still. Even “waiting” for the kindergarten bus to arrive entails chalking on the sidewalk, singing and dancing, and racing up and down on her scooter. She even invented a new game for us. She would start at the bottom of the driveway and try to scooter all the way up to the garage while I tried to catch her. The catch was that I couldn’t catch her if she had stopped. The catch to the catch was that when I did catch her, she was stopped, and so I couldn’t catch her and had to let her go again. Needless to say, she won.
The game is rigged man.