Saturday night something funny happened. I called it a night and went upstairs to my bedroom, only to realize that I left something downstairs. As I left the bedroom to go down stairs, Gracie came walking in. I grabbed what I need and then started back up, only to pass Gracie at the bottom of the stairs. Once upstairs, I realized I left something in the kitchen, so once again Gracie comes walking into the bedroom as I head down stairs. I once again grab what I need and pass my poor baby girl at the bottom of the stairs. Finally I had everything only to realize I left a window cracked downstairs that I had to close to set the alarm. So once again I passed Gracie on the way down, and again on the way. Thankfully this was the last time. My poor girl was very confused.
