Friday, March 7, 2008

Friday Flashback

The house I grew up in was a ranch. My sister lived in the basement... the side farthest from the stairs. When she, or anyone else hanging out in the basement had a phone call we let them know by stomping on the floor and yelling "PHHHHOOOOONNNNNEEEE."

We also communicated through the laundry shoot.


  1. That's how we call the kids when they're watching tv downstairs (stomping on the floor).