As I discover the vitamins, which were not put away in the cabinet again, I ask her, “Why don’t you just put things away when you’re finished with them?”
With an ornery grin and without missing a beat, while buttering her morning toast, she replies, “Because I’m just like you.”
Giggling now, “What?! Daddy says I’m just like you all the time!”
To make matters worse (better?) her dad was standing right behind me. I turn to him, and what effort he had been making to hide his grin was lost in our eye contact. We all three bust out laughing.
Oh my word, they are so right!
Oh my word, they are so on to me!
I could’ve been upset. That really wasn’t terribly respectful, but oh my word it was true! And funny! And what a joy to have a child with a witty, quick sense of humor!
Lighten up, Mom. You make mistakes, too. It’s not all that bad.