I've Been Served!

 I started going up the stairs to my room, when Susie yelled, "NO! Go back downstairs, Mom!"  She assured me that she wasn't getting into or doing anything she shouldn't (which was my first thought to be honest).   Soon she came running down to tell me something happened in my room, but that she didn't do it.  So, I took a look... and found my (before messy) bed made with a little note reading, "You've been served! By the Secret Service."

I played along with her, pretending not to know who could have done such a nice thing!  I could see a twinkle in her eye-- she was proud of what she had done for me. I hope she could see it in my eyes that I was proud of her... I mean, whoever it was that served me! :)