I remember some photos floating around of Uncle Craig with socks in his mouth under the sink. I figure every child finds the "hiding place" and every parent takes the photos. Right of passage in both instances, I guess.
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feeeee fiiiii fooooooh fuuuuum FUN!
That is about my fondest memory of childhood. I too had a special hiding place between two semicircular bins in the kitchen. It was just big enough for me to get in to and the doors to completely close. No one was the wiser (I think). Fun stuff.
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