Luke: In the kitchen, playing contentedly with fridge magnets and mixing spoons.
Matthew: In bed, not so much with the contented, reading books and not sleeping.
Mummy: Marching back and forth between the playroom, tossing toys into any available container and her bedroom, folding a never-ending pile of laundry.
Luke: Thump! Whack! "Ga-ga-da-mmmmmaaaaaaammmaaa!" Thump-thump!
Matthew: "Outside, inside, inside down!" (Berenstain Bears)
Mummy: "Tra la, la!" Folding, tossing, marching. Folding, tossing, marching.
Luke: Thud! "Fzzzzzzz...ga-ga-mmmaaammaa!" Thump.
Mummy: Hmmm...wonder what Luke's doing? March into kitchen.
Whirl around...check under table.
Nope. No Luke.
Luke: "Ga! Waaahhhh!!!"
From the TOP OF THE STAIRS!!!!!!!!!!
Omigod, my heart. It stopped.
Note to self: Luke climbs stairs. You idiot.