Well it's Tuesday again, but I'll go with Monday Memory anyway since I like alliteration.
This is a bedtime ritual as it existed for about half a year or so.
It is bedtime, my husband or I (or both) stood at the bottom of the stairs and say "I hope there aren't any lumpy steps today" Drew and Meg rushed up the stairs and lay down at the top of the stairs. When we got to the top of the stairs we exclaim incredulously that there is yet again a lumpy step. This was accompanied by prodding Meg and/or Drew with a foot so they giggle.
This was Drew's favorite part of the bedtime ritual. Meg didn't always participate, although she still occasionally does the lumpy step now. This weekend she did the disappearing lumpy step where when I went near the stairs there was a lumpy step and when my husband went up the stairs there wasn't. Of course this was accompanied by my husband and I telling each other what we found and that the other must be imagining things, much to Meg's amusement.
It will always remind me of Drew.