I recently posted some of the games that make up most evenings that Chad makes it home in time for bedtime. Somehow I failed to post my personal favorite. Chad and I call it 'pillow bombs'. Aimee and her funny little accent that I have yet to find the origin, calls it 'pillow bums'. Porter is the best part of this game. He is my cautious, easy to tear up, doesn't handle discomfort of any kind well kid. The exception for him is playing pillow bombs. Somehow he manages to laugh and keep playing even when he takes a solid hit. The truth is that I often purposely try to take him out because it is so darn funny. I think Chad takes him out so he can laugh at me, laughing at Porter. Over time we have had to add a few rules. For example: if you hit the blinds with the bombs, the game is over. This rule, and all the others are mostly for Chad.
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