house rules

At our house, jumping on the bed is verboten.
(I know: we're such kill-joys.)

My college roommate, a dear friend (the one with the aversion to spiders), had given the elder lad a Baby Tad plush frog shortly after the lad was born.  Baby Tad sings songs and plays games.  Now he's a favorite of the 19-month-old lass's.  He's obviously unaware, however, of a certain aforementioned house rule, because I caught him jumping on the bed with the help of the younger lad (who was not jumping).

"Did you tell Tad what the rule is about jumping on the bed?" I teasingly asked the lad.

Looking at the frog, the lad said soberly, "we have to make the bed first."