I sure am glad we don’t have stairs in our new place.

Mommy told me when she was little if she was bad she had to sit on The Naughty Stair. If you know my Mommy, she is a very good girl and rarely naughty. But once when she and her friend Kerrie had a picnic in the backyard, they threw their sandwiches all over Pops’ manicured lawn. Well that was it, off to The Stair.

I’m going to make sure I don’t sit on no naughty stair. Aunt Hayley tells me it’s not fun.

I’m working on perfecting my best contrite look. Figure it might come in handy some day.