I was playing with the kid I nanny. Our game was something like charades, only we just pretended to be something while the other guessed it.
He laid on the floor, puffed out his cheeks, and made a "swimming" motion with his hands.
"Are you a fish?" I asked.
He wasn't a fish, and his seven year old patience was growing thin as I guessed everything he could possibly be. Finaly I asked for a clue.
"Ok," he said "it starts with scooper."
I racked my brain but the only thing I could think of was, "scooper fish?"
"No! I'm a scooper diver!" he yelled, delighted to have finally stumped me.
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