Here comes the part where my parenting skills took a dive. I knew what was coming, and with a certain amount of disbelief (she’s only 8!) I was also a little amazed and amused because I know what we are in for with this child… I smirked. Not a full blown grin, but nonetheless, I smirked. I wasn’t exactly proud of her. But here’s more proof that she is, after all, my daughter.