No place to run, no place to hide

I tricked Mom this morning but it was partially her fault for being mean! Mom closed the door to AT's room and to my room! That means there is no where to run except in her room and she can catch me quicker! Today she opened my crate and let me out but she stayed sitting on the bed talking to Dad. I saw that she was ignoring me which is quite rude! Usually she lets me out and then goes by the stairs and calls me for a while, then comes back and grabs me. Since she was ignoring me, I went over and sat by the stairs. She finally came looking for me and there I was, by the stairs. She told me I was a good boy-but I already knew that!