Sometimes I come downstairs and find myself part of a game of hide and seek without realising it. Actually my husband just hears me coming down the stairs and tries to hide for fun but the severe lack of furniture hinders that.

That’s not to say that he is bad at hide and seek though, he is pretty awesome at it. Last Christmas when we were at the holiday house he hid on the balcony and then when people checked the balcony he hung off it just holding onto the ledge with his hands, dangling there until the seeker went back inside.