Dear Frank: This is my brother and me on the couch, having a good laugh about Mom's "no dogs on the couch rule". When she sees us up here, she just laughs. Sometimes she even takes our picture and tells us how cute we are when we're being bad, then gives us kisses and hugs! I don't get the human psyche. Does Mom just need the false feeling that she is the boss by making up these pretend rules, when we all know that there really are no rules? Or is bad just the new good?
Sincerely, Confused on the Couch in Indiana
Dear Confused: "No dogs on the couch" isn't a rule in your house. Couch away!