A game we made up at our old house was called, "Possum Hunting." It was one of the stupidest games we ever thought up. We invented it with some friends. Our old house had a very large yard in one of those old neighborhoods where trees and possums are everywhere. We and our friends would stand on the back porch at night and slowly walk down near the wooded end of the back yard. Eventually someone would think they saw something and scream, "I SEE A POSSUM!!!!" and all of us would run screaming back to the porch. We would do this about a million times.
Another game was invented by my little sister, it was called "Baby Run Away." In this game all the players acted like toddlers while one player was the mom. The mom had to put all the babies to bed and then would get a phone call. When the "mom" walked out of the room and pretended to have a conversation all the babies would hide. Then the mom would come back and look for the babies. She had to tag them before they got back to their beds. We loved this game and we played it with friends all the time.
Our old house did not have any stairs so the game, "Mountain Climber" was invented at the house we live in now. "Mountain Climber" had very simple rules; everyone pretended that the staircase was a mountain. We would climb until one of us pretended to fall. We always had a belt to throw to the fallen player; they would grab the belt and someone would climb down to help and of course would also fall in the process. It was a very popular wrestling/falling/screaming game.
Very recently, Grace and I made up a fun "game." Here is how it is played:
- I walk into a room.
- I ask Grace a question.
- Grace replies sarcastically and in annoyance I lightly slap her arm.
- Grace says in a whiny voice, "Sarah you hit me" but I reply, "No, I only patted you."
- Grace starts walking toward the door saying in the whiny voice that she is, "Going to tell Mom."
- I run in front of her blocking the door saying, "If you don't tell mom ummm... I will give you... some candy."
- Grace holds out her hand and we continue acting childish and wrestle a bit till I run to Mom accusing Grace of a bunch of things like hitting, kicking, calling names. Grace runs out behind also accusing me of things,
- All of this is done in a silly childish way. It is very fun.
- Mom usually laughs and then tells to go do something.
- Game over.