Arriving home from the supermarket with the kids, greeting Jan:
Me: We’re home! And wait till you see what we bought. We bought everything!
Emily: No we didn’t! We didn’t buy poo! We didn’t buy ice cream or chocolate or sweeties. We didn’t buy clothes. Or stickers. We didn’t buy hair or ears or teeth. Or furniture. Or people. So…?
Me: She’s right. We didn’t buy everything.
It’s confirmed. My 5-year-old daughter has inherited the wise-ass gene.
Not from MY side of the family.
I gladly accept the responsibility for this trait. It has been handed down in my family for many, many generations and has earned us a reputation as mavericks. A little knowledge is a dangerous thing. Wisdom, at any price and the scence to use it constructivly.