Smart alecks, don’t you love them? A child moment.

This week I found out that my daughter has became like her father. My husband, bless his soul, is and always will be a smart-aleck. He is always saying silly things to what I ask just to make me laugh and sometimes feel stupid. Like when I ask him to close the light. He would come back with I have to open it up first to close it. My husband has been gone now, taking up the job of being a truck driver, which means I am not a truck driver’s wife. This means that he is gone for long periods of time, which meant, or so I thought, I would not have to endure his smart-aleck attitude all the time.
Well guess what? My daughter has taken upon herself to take up that chore of being a smart-aleck in the house. I was, as usual, telling her what to do. She had taken some dishes upstairs to her room and I was telling her to clean her room. I told her that any dishes she had upstairs had to come down stair and I directed her to “put the dishes on the counter.” I was washing the dishes in the sink so clearly I did not wish for dirty dishes placed in with the clean ones. Well as always she did not listen to the instructions (I could have predicted that) and placed her dirty dishes in with the clean. So I asked her what part of ‘put the dishes on the counter’ that she did not understand (she is in grade two so these words were ones she understood fully). I asked, “was it the PUT, the THE, the DISHES, the ON, the THE, or the COUNTER, that you did not understand?” thinking that it would shock her, I was not expecting a response from her. Well how wrong I was. She answered, “it was the THE I did not get.” As much as that was annoying, to have to redo the dishes again, I could not help but smile. That was a piece of my husband shining through and those who know him, know what I mean.