Feisty Repartee

"That would be a ten"

Last Saturday night the girls and I went to dinner and a movie (Madagascar).

As is her wont, Wee One carried a purse with her.

Yes, I know she is four, but she has more purses and hand bags than I do and she is far more likely to carry them than her older sister. The only time Sweet One carries a purse with her is a) when she has money and b) is on the prowl for a specific item on which to spend that money.

Wee One carries one with her to day school, to the mail box, to the grocery store, and every where else. In it, she has at least one play phone, lip gloss, chapstick, memo pad (for her never-ending lists), assorted writing instruments, an old empty wallet of mine, and nail polish. (The nail polish is Hello Kitty and specially made for wee ladies.)

Wee One is the quintessential bag lady, only very young and quite diminutive.

The anal human that I am, our habit is to swing by the theatre first, purchase our tickets, then go to dinner. After a leisurely meal, we head over to the theatre and enjoy the show.

Everything was going to plan. I scored the tickets, we enjoyed a nice meal, we arrived at the show with ten minutes to spare; however, before we could get to our seats, Wee One asserted she wanted something from the concession stand.

I was amazed. She could not have been hungry because she had eaten a full meal, including ice cream for dessert.

I told her "No, I'm not buying any junk for you to eat."

Wee One: "I did not ask you to buy me anything. I have my own money, I was going to buy it myself."

Me: "What money?"

With great drama and ceremony, Wee One opened her purse, pulled out the wallet, and extracted a neatly folded and rather crisp bill.

Stunned, I asked her the obvious: "What is that?"

With even more theatrics, she unfolded it and said: "Well, there's a one and a zero on it. That would be a ten to me."

I could have slapped her. Instead, I asked: "Where did you get that?"

"Oh, [Sweet One] gave me her old backpack, I found it in there."

She barely got the words out before Sweet One snatched the bill from her with: "Hey, that's mine!"

Without upset or emotion Wee One reached back into the wallet and came up with a couple of singles. "That's okay, I found this in the dryer."

With Snowcaps in hand, Wee One led us into the theatre.

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