Saturday, February 12, 2011

Occasionally My Parents Wanted To Murder Me

I have always had a penchant for mischief. I learned walk at a very early age, and quickly discovered all sorts of fun things that I could do with this new knowledge, much to my parents' chagrin.

For example, when my little sister was born I was a few months over one year old. When mom and dad brought their little darling home from the hospital, I was initially very confused and intimidated by the addition of this wrinkly little thing wrapped in pink and carried in a basket.


It wasn't long after we met that I realized I needed to take drastic action if I was going to get any attention at all from my smitten parents.


I discovered that it took a lot of time and effort for my parents to get Hailey to sleep. I would wait until they had finally managed to get her to sleep in her basket and then begin the long prowl towards her. I imagined that if I went very, very slowly, my parents would be unaware that I was moving at all. They were, however, not so easily fooled.


Apparently I would do this over and over and over again.