Once Again "The apple does not fall too far from the tree..."

On Sunday I was picking up a bottle of wine to bring to Sunday dinner at my friend's house and my oldest daughter was with me. She was standing in line behind me listening to her I-Pod. How typical of her, tuning the world out, or so I thought. The cashier looked at me and asked me if I was twenty-one?

My answer, "I have four kids, what do you think?"

And then before he could say anything, my daughter took her earphones out of her ears and looked at the cashier and said in a quite sarcastic tone, "Are you kidding me? If my mother wasn't twenty-one, she would have had me when she was nine."

The cashier looked thoroughly confused. By what I wasn't sure? Was he trying to do the math to figure out how old I was or how old my daughter was? I knew he couldn't figure out the latter by the information given to him, so he must have been confused by my eleven year old who looks like she is about fifteen.

As we left the store, I told my daughter, I was glad I still looked young enough to be asked if I was twenty-one or not. My daughter responded, "Don't let it go to your head mom. You look like you are forty." I am sure that was some payback for the time I told my mother she looked like she was "way over the hill" after someone commented how she looked young enough to be my sister when I was a senior in high school.

Once again I could hear my mother's words. "The apple does not fall too far from the tree. Payback." As we left the store not another word was spoken.