Me: "Oh I am so ticked I cannot find the hot chocolate!" Hollywood:"Mom, you can just say pissed." Me: "Um excuse me? No you cannot say that" Hollywood:"Why? You and dad do all the time"
Curly: "Mom? How old are you?" Me: "Well I am 34 but I will be 35 in a few days" Curly: "Wow mom that's old! You don't look that old, you look lots younger because that's really old!"
Me: "Bye Sweetheart. I love you! Have a great day at school." (Said while dropping the wee one off at pre-school) Wee One: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever"
I am not sure where all this sass comes from. Clearly it is not genetics! Although somewhere I hear my mother giggling to herself that the ultimate parenting revenge has come true. I finally have one (or a few) exactly like me.