two bits

Today I got up at 6, took the trash out, fed the cat and went back to bed until 8. The eight year old had no school today, so after Hubby was done laughing at my leopard print pants and Dalmatian top, I brought her with me to run the errands. Smudgy face and all. I asked her why her face was always smudgy and she told me it is because she is a Kid. Later I caught her sampling the chocolates in the heart shaped box Hubby gave her for a valentine-taking a bite out of this and that and then returning the bitten chocolates to their spaces. "Hey!" I said. Then I couldn't stop laughing because she is, after all, imitating my own behavior, and how it sent the first Mr. Goatwax into an apoplexy of rage when it was pointed out that they were my chocolates and I could do what I wanted with them, after all...and that was exactly the same logic the eight year old presented. Next to her half bitten chocolates sat mine.