She’s coming down the stairs!
“Maggie, are you down there?”
“I just had to check something!” I have to get to the stairs before she gets to the bottom and sees the box. What if she opens the refrigerator and gets out the milk and sees my pile of carrots and lettuce? “Hi, Mom!”
“Wow,” Mom says when I put my arm around her and walk her back upstairs with me, “aren’t you getting tall.”