Last night I was working upstairs to prepare lessons for a client.

Caroline was at soccer which is almost always Katherine’s sign that she and I should play a game or read aloud. Unfortunately, she herself has proclaimed that “I don’t know how to play by myself.”

So needless to say, when she stayed in the basement after Caroline left, I wondered. I heard her talking to herself and shuffling around so I decided to let it go and see what happened.

Close to an hour later (unprecedented!!), she came upstairs and said, “I am so proud of myself! Come see what I did!”

I have to admit that I was a tad worried that she had painted the walls or rearranged all the books but I needn’t have been concerned.

She had been downstairs preparing for her clients too.

Monkey do… Of course.