I was sending a text last night and as I stood at the top of the stairs, forehead scrunched up and trying to see my tiny little phone screen, out of the corner of my eye – Ralph was showing off again. He was walking the balcony like a tightrope. I tried to very cautiously go downstairs to get the camera.
I did get one shot on the way back up …
… but then he jumped down. I stood around and pretended to text some more, and sure enough – he tried to get up again, but fumbled it.
Emme, though? No problem for a tiny, evil tightrope walker:
It’s a fairly high drop, considering the stairs. Those daredevils.
Tell the truth now… Are you training them to burgle? Ha! I like that word… burgle. Burgle. Burgle. Hehehe…
I think it’s time for me to go to bed.
Yes, it’s much quicker to walk the rail to get to the bathroom rather than walk completely around it. I should learn to do that.
Poor Ralph, I dont’ think he fumbled on his own. Are those rays coming out from Emme’s eyes….or can she do that just with her mind?
Emme showed him how to do it!
I worry that he will fall the other way.