(sorry for grainy pic was trying that all natural thing again!)

I am a good girl, I go to bed, when daddy takes me,
and I stay there all night long, I do, sleeping nicely,
like a good girl, well almost every night,
last night I discovered freedom, oh yes, I can escape,
after an hour in bed, bored, I wake, and decide what to do,
then I remember and realise..........
I climb to the bottom of the bed,
I open the door,
my lil legs pumping,
I ran to the stop of the stairs.......

Mummys turn....

sitting quietly in the lounge, I say to dear hubby,
did you hear that,
hear what came his reply,
I said the thunder of feet and a high pitched OH NO,
I heard nothing, your going mad,
I say, I swear fernie is at the top of those stairs,
Well I didn't hear anything,
I am telling you she is there, go look,
He sits, looks at me, shakes his head,
so I stand, ready to face what ever I may find,
be it a fernie, or a 3 legged purple spotted 7 eyed hairy monster,
I head up, turn the corner,
and a high pitched squeal greeted me,
I knew it, the lil rascal!!

well that's last nights bed time routine out the window!!