No more monkeys jumping on the bed!

Well it was inevitable that it would happen.  It was just a matter of time.  With one of them or the other.  I did it when I was three too.

Wonder what I'm talking about?  Jumping on the bed and breaking it.

My best friend from high school was over the other day with two of her three girls to meet Mei Mei.  The girls decided to go upstairs to Mei Mei's room while we were down in the treehouse chatting.  It wasn't more than 5-8 minutes.  All of a sudden, the kindergartner came down with a sheepish look on her face.  As we were trying to discern what had happened, Mei Mei came barreling into the room, most adamant that the kindergartner come with her--I think she knew she was busted.  Ha!

When we got up to Mei Mei's room, we saw the two youngest slumped against the railing, looking very guilty.  I'm still not sure exactly how and what happened, but thankfully J was able to fix it.  He had a little helper who was only too eager to assist.