The Official Rules of My Treehouse

This spring, I built a treehouse in the big oak in my backyard. Well, a carpenter built it, and I pointed. It has a ladder, a window, a flag and a rope for emergencies. Every great treehouse needs rules. Here are mine, nailed to the door.

The Rules

1. The password is “Donny.” If you forget it, the password is still “Donny.”
2. No grown-ups. Except me. I’m the owner, which is different.
3. Shoes off at the top. The floor is new. Very nice wood.
4. All snacks must be shared. With me.
5. Meetings are held every day at four. Attendance is required. I’m the only member, so attendance is excellent.
6. The view is free. No view on our street beats it, possibly in town.
7. No squirrels. This rule has not been popular with the squirrels.

The Waiting List

Since the treehouse opened, there has been a lot of interest: two neighbors, a cat and one very determined squirrel.

So I’ve started a waiting list. Membership is extremely exclusive. So far, the only member is me, which keeps the meetings short and the snacks plentiful.