Suddenly I felt this rush of youthful playfulnes which made me decide to 'surprise' my eldest son Jan. Barefoot I made my way to his room, finding the door mercifully open, and silently slid inside. Jan was engrossed in killing off some kind of unpleasant demon on his computer.
Holding my breath I tiptoed towards him, and just when I was about to shout triumphantly: 'Gotcha!!!' Jan said calmly, without batting so much as an eye: 'Boo.'
Then I had to sit down for a while until the trembling stopped.
'Cause he really got me.