Goldilocks

In a rush to see a potential house, I brought Ana along to meet the agent. She did great and made herself right at home while we chatted and looked around.

After an exceptionally long silence, however, I pulled myself away to find out what she was up to. Darling Goldilocks had made her way upstairs, pulled down the covers of one of the beds, and was pretending to sleep away.

She did remember her manners, however. She had taken her shoes off and neatly placed them beside the bed before tucking herself in.