“Keep up, T-Rex,” I whispered to my nephew and tugged at his T-shirt sleeve.

Morgan could not stand it and giggled, but immediately covered his mouth with his palm. But it was too late. Rita turned to face us.

It was afternoon, and while the elders were clearing the table, the younger ones were enjoying themselves. And me, of course. I love bugs!

And wolves' blind man's buff is not just child's play. This is a real test. Now ten-year-old Rita, blindfolded, had to not only find the players, but also not grab Lemon. Therefore, we often called this game "Lemon".

"Shall we play Lemon?"

"Who will be Lemon this...