|"Oh. I thought you were outside. I ... err ... Would you believe I found the bed this way?"|
She didn't seem to buy into the whole "I found it this way" excuse and asked me to get down so she could remake the bed.
|"You're kidding, right?"|
C'mon. Does she actually just think I'd jump down after getting it all fluffed up and comfy?
|"Gotta find me first, Mom!"|
|"She'll never find me now."|
Seriously. She's dealing with a master of concealment.