lines and squares and lava

do you have memories of playing That Game where you can't place your foot on a pavement crack??? i remember reciting this poem during my childhood, and playing That Game on numerous occasions:

Whenever I walk in a London street,
I'm ever so careful to watch my feet;
And I keep in the squares,
And the masses of bears,
Who wait at the corners all ready to eat
The sillies who tread on the lines of the street
Go back to their lairs,
And I say to them, "Bears,
Just look how I'm walking in all the squares!"

And the little bears growl to each other, "He's mine,
As soon as he's silly and steps on a line."
And some of the bigger bears try to pretend
That they came round the corner to look for a friend;
And they try to pretend that nobody cares
Whether you walk on the lines or squares.
But only the sillies believe their talk;
It's ever so portant how you walk.
And it's ever so jolly to call out, "Bears,
Just watch me walking in all the squares!"

and it seems that it's one of those transgenerational games that *everyone* plays.
or maybe our family is just. so. quirky. (it's a rhetorical question, don't feel you have to answer lol)

cos the latest thing at our place is that someone yells out:
The Floor's Made of Lava!!
and everyone runs around, shrieking hysterically jumping from chair to chair (or *my* cushions)

until someone else yells, The Chairs/Cushions Are Made of Lava!!! and so it continues.

i had a wee après-school convo with D18 yesterday...
moi: so babe, how was school?
D18: oh it was ok. we didn't do much, it's a bit like homeschooling *evil twinkly grin*
moi: (thinking) Very funny, let's all laugh at The Duck! (guess the movie line) back atcha babee, cos We Totally Do School Here...
(and while all these thoughts are zooming around my brain and just before i open my mouth to defend myself)
D18: hey mum, The Floor's Made of Lava!! *grins again and lifts feet off floor*