We had Tani's birthday party today. (Yes, a month late. First was Pesach, then the Walk for Hunger, then Mothers' Day.) He wanted "detectives" as his theme, so we started off with "detective school" involving teaching the kids the rudiments of fingerprinting, lemon-juice writing, etc. Then we had a "graduation ceremony" where they got their badges, and then I went into the house to get their goody bags.
I barged out of the house, letting the screen door slam, and cried out, "Oh,
no! The goody bags have been
stolen! We're going to need
detectives to look for
clues!
Where can we find
detectives?"
The looks on their faces were worth a million bucks. They immediately started running all over the yard looking for clues. I wish we'd trusted their enthusiasm more, and had actually bothered to hide the clues, instead of planning on staging the discoveries.
( The rest of the Micro Mystery Hunt )The kids all really threw themselves into the role-playing, accepted our role-playing, and seemed to have a good time with the puzzles. The puzzles were at just the right level of difficulty; none of them was a "gimme" but neither did we have to give extra hints to forestall frustration. Tani was thrilled. And the timing worked out perfectly.