(Image stolen from this site)
We had a family outing recently which turned out terrible, mostly. Sagging spirits piled on let-down heaped upon disappointment left us irritable and grumpy, trapped in the car together for the drive home. So when Smedley asked if anyone had a hair clip, I barked at her.
"Why would I have one of YOUR hair clips, Smed?" I snapped. This was a familiar theme. "You're supposed to take care of that, right? I'm always telling you that. OF COURSE I don't have any of YOUR hair clips."
"Here's one," Chas said calmly, handing a hair clip back to the back seat. My mouth fell open.
"Are you kidding me? How -- why -- where did you get a hair clip? Wow, Smed, your Daddy saves the day."
Without missing a beat, Smedley turned to her father and quipped, "Got a donut?"
I have not laughed that hard in forever.









Smedley: Where perfect comedic timing meets brilliance! Of course, we expect nothing less from your offspring.
Posted by: Meg | November 15, 2010 at 07:09 AM
I kinda love her too, Miss Marcy. ; )
Debbie, youre right -- as long as she remembers to clean out under her bed, of course.
Thanks for reading everybody!
Posted by: foolery | November 13, 2010 at 02:12 PM
Smed will go far and achieve greatness...no worries about this one!!
Posted by: Debbie | November 13, 2010 at 02:14 AM
I love her.
Posted by: Marcy Massura | November 12, 2010 at 07:57 PM
They're quick when they want to be!
Posted by: Catch the Kids | November 12, 2010 at 03:48 PM
Agreeing with CBW, Genius seems to run in the family.
Posted by: Rick's Cafe | November 12, 2010 at 03:24 PM
Genius, I'm telling you. Genius.
Posted by: Chesapeake Bay Woman | November 12, 2010 at 12:11 PM